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 |
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1933 | 2011-11-29 15:32:32 | 50.70 | 96% |
1716 | 2011-07-26 13:30:15 | 52.19 | 96% |