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 |
---|---|---|---|
943 | 2009-04-26 17:16:53 | 61.48 | |
921 | 2009-04-14 16:34:10 | 64.36 | |
820 | 2009-03-26 19:27:17 | 65.16 | |
642 | 2009-02-20 15:55:26 | 58.60 | |
422 | 2009-02-06 13:13:51 | 58.27 | |
180 | 2009-01-23 15:18:54 | 53.67 |