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 |
---|---|---|---|
1527 | 2011-01-27 13:33:17 | 71.40 | |
927 | 2010-12-13 02:31:39 | 74.34 | |
630 | 2010-12-02 20:53:10 | 77.26 | |
344 | 2010-11-28 16:24:17 | 74.85 | |
42 | 2010-11-25 03:17:56 | 69.95 |