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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 294 | 2012-03-13 00:32:28 | 119.41 | 95% |
| 251 | 2012-03-01 15:23:40 | 103.03 | 91% |