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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966 | 2009-09-11 06:53:13 | 68.26 | |
761 | 2009-07-31 05:52:11 | 67.23 | |
266 | 2009-07-10 05:43:14 | 64.00 |