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 |
---|---|---|---|
1204 | 2009-05-07 02:45:21 | 80.77 | |
1107 | 2009-05-06 08:14:41 | 83.42 | |
980 | 2009-05-06 04:02:54 | 65.74 | |
14 | 2009-04-23 02:55:34 | 35.68 |