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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1716 | 2019-01-15 02:32:45 | 93.55 | 97% |
| 209 | 2018-12-26 08:16:19 | 93.94 | 96% |