Every time I think of you I feel shot right through with a bolt of blue. It's no problem of mine but it's a problem I find, living a life that I can't leave behind. There's no sense in telling me the wisdom of a fool won't set you free. But that's the way that it goes, and it's what nobody knows, while every day my confusion grows.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
---|---|---|---|
1201 | 2011-05-25 10:53:36 | 61.25 | 87% |
1128 | 2011-05-24 10:46:56 | 62.54 | 88% |
693 | 2011-05-16 08:03:18 | 67.57 | 92% |
502 | 2011-05-11 12:50:16 | 67.97 | 91% |
479 | 2011-05-11 10:30:26 | 62.42 | 89% |