Text race history for πŸ₯ΊπŸ‘‰πŸ‘ˆ (daddy_mememaster)

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Now we drifted according to the breeze, our boat a small blimp in a vast blue universe of ocean. We had been at sea for four days and that gallon of water did not last long. We lay quietly, waiting for death or a miracle.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
12835 2023-12-23 18:55:23 80.19 97.6%