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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784 | 2010-08-24 09:12:12 | 73.41 | |
524 | 2010-07-25 20:33:26 | 81.78 | |
422 | 2010-07-24 21:43:27 | 64.85 |