I've been thinking lots about my life and how quick I'd wash it down the drain. Past tense, the future, nothing matters now. I act on my own and I'm to blame. Living's a wicked dream, where things turn out all wrong. We're all so weak, no matter how strong.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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1565 | 2011-11-20 12:57:11 | 62.62 | 98% |
1423 | 2011-10-16 10:33:38 | 64.41 | 95% |