Text race history for vulgarpotato (vulgarpotato)

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She's got eyes of the bluest skies as if they thought of rain. I hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain. Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place where as a child I'd hide and pray for the thunder and the rain to quietly pass me by.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
1662 2021-02-28 01:12:20 131.70 99.2%