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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7131 | 2020-10-24 07:53:08 | 88.87 | 97% |
| 5023 | 2020-06-08 12:43:14 | 92.03 | 97% |