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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2422 | 2018-02-02 14:06:29 | 117.94 | 98% |
| 712 | 2017-07-09 22:38:55 | 100.94 | 98% |
| 472 | 2017-07-02 13:07:20 | 110.89 | 99% |