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 |
---|---|---|---|
710 | 2011-06-28 20:06:27 | 86.16 | 97% |
657 | 2011-06-27 20:08:11 | 99.27 | 99% |
616 | 2011-06-27 03:08:47 | 91.96 | 97% |
533 | 2011-06-24 04:21:39 | 85.59 | 99% |