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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333 | 2009-09-06 15:57:18 | 56.13 | |
261 | 2009-08-23 09:06:00 | 60.66 | |
213 | 2009-08-18 18:11:25 | 57.29 |