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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2872 | 2020-08-12 13:07:41 | 84.85 | 97% |
| 1861 | 2020-02-02 15:09:29 | 76.23 | 95% |