Text race history for moy (moymoymoy)

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Your face has fallen sad now, for you know the time is nigh. But when I must remove your wings and you, you must try to fly. Come sail your ships around me and burn your bridges down. We make a little history, baby, every time you come around.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
1582 2019-03-19 12:27:10 95.63 97%