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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563 | 2014-06-11 15:42:27 | 128.52 | 97% |
239 | 2014-01-16 15:41:22 | 129.19 | 96% |
43 | 2013-10-05 18:21:49 | 114.07 | 97% |