We lose direction, no stone unturned, no tears to damn you when jealousy burns. Cold, cold heart, hard done by you. Some things look better, baby, just passing through.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4610 | 2019-05-10 03:29:15 | 72.90 | 98% |
| 2969 | 2018-12-18 02:18:51 | 68.87 | 98% |