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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 805 | 2018-05-29 22:36:52 | 77.63 | 98% |
| 790 | 2018-05-22 14:36:39 | 65.57 | 96% |