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 |
---|---|---|---|
51854 | 2017-07-30 01:34:24 | 118.85 | 98% |
51695 | 2017-07-16 12:21:35 | 122.12 | 97% |