Text race history for 123 (xyril)

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Every time I think of you I feel shot right through with a bolt of blue. It's no problem of mine but it's a problem I find, living a life that I can't leave behind. There's no sense in telling me the wisdom of a fool won't set you free. But that's the way that it goes, and it's what nobody knows, while every day my confusion grows.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
786 2012-06-11 14:21:50 86.32 93%
62 2011-12-05 10:26:06 65.82 93%
14 2011-11-21 16:46:59 70.35 96%