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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545 | 2009-02-17 02:13:06 | 104.82 | |
514 | 2009-02-14 00:27:47 | 109.52 | |
447 | 2009-02-11 22:01:22 | 107.76 | |
377 | 2009-02-05 03:55:43 | 110.69 |