We lose direction, no stone unturned, no tears to damn you when jealousy burns. Cold, cold heart, hard done by you. Some things look better, baby, just passing through.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 838 | 2019-01-17 23:10:01 | 42.61 | 94% |
| 485 | 2018-12-28 23:08:04 | 44.51 | 94% |