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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1259 | 2019-03-07 15:32:45 | 39.21 | 94% |
| 1094 | 2019-02-20 14:09:48 | 41.66 | 96% |