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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3059 | 2020-05-23 19:34:41 | 81.33 | 95% |
| 1860 | 2020-04-20 12:37:51 | 81.65 | 96% |