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 |
---|---|---|---|
1008 | 2010-05-08 19:31:21 | 84.90 | |
814 | 2010-04-22 03:10:04 | 74.13 | |
780 | 2010-04-22 00:50:56 | 74.09 | |
671 | 2010-04-20 20:48:12 | 72.26 | |
493 | 2010-04-18 16:51:00 | 66.87 |