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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5975 | 2019-09-17 16:16:13 | 170.89 | 99% |
| 3663 | 2019-03-25 16:46:43 | 145.58 | 97% |