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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1963 | 2009-08-21 09:45:30 | 76.35 | |
| 1805 | 2009-04-13 08:27:45 | 76.11 |