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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760 | 2010-08-21 02:24:05 | 50.32 | |
499 | 2010-08-12 23:27:13 | 63.15 | |
44 | 2010-04-04 16:19:03 | 46.33 |