I've been thinking lots about my life and how quick I'd wash it down the drain. Past tense, the future, nothing matters now. I act on my own and I'm to blame. Living's a wicked dream, where things turn out all wrong. We're all so weak, no matter how strong.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4122 | 2012-12-11 01:56:53 | 106.25 | 97% |
| 3040 | 2012-07-20 19:44:41 | 110.73 | 97% |
| 2837 | 2012-07-14 07:28:05 | 90.60 | 90% |
| 2605 | 2012-07-05 02:36:26 | 107.50 | 98% |
| 2286 | 2012-06-13 00:14:22 | 106.94 | 96% |
| 2042 | 2012-06-01 07:45:51 | 113.89 | 96% |
| 1980 | 2012-05-30 10:45:30 | 104.24 | 95% |
| 1768 | 2012-05-26 19:49:18 | 93.76 | 91% |
| 1482 | 2012-05-20 05:09:56 | 100.74 | 96% |
| 500 | 2012-04-26 00:53:57 | 96.91 | 96% |
| 479 | 2012-04-25 19:12:58 | 80.27 | 89% |