Text race history for ☺☻☺☻ (897_99)

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It led me by the hand, as if to fill the niches in the memories in my oozing brain fluid. Without even a destination, we kept walking. Disgusting clouds were floating in the sky. I already know what will happen to me the next time I wake up.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
1786 2017-09-01 06:07:38 77.84 98%
1086 2017-08-18 08:09:32 70.31 97%