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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5043 | 2020-11-07 15:48:03 | 83.83 | 96% |
| 873 | 2020-06-17 11:14:04 | 67.93 | 95% |