Text race history for Andre (toothpickjanitor)

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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair, warm smell of colitas rising up through the air. Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light. My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim. I had to stop for the night.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
629 2023-05-23 04:44:57 61.61 92%