I've been thinking lots about my life and how quick I'd wash it down the drain. Past tense, the future, nothing matters now. I act on my own and I'm to blame. Living's a wicked dream, where things turn out all wrong. We're all so weak, no matter how strong.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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348 | 2016-11-27 14:37:38 | 119.67 | 91% |
288 | 2016-09-27 16:59:18 | 118.02 | 97% |