Text race history for [NTM] Vielle (arc_sec)

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From the time I was really little - maybe just a few months old - words were like sweet, liquid gifts, and I drank them like lemonade. I could almost taste them. They made my jumbled thoughts and feelings have substance. My parents have always blanketed me with conversation. They chattered and babbled. They verbalized and vocalized. My father sang to me. My mother whispered her strength into my ear.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
31428 2022-03-10 11:25:49 150.77 99%
31268 2022-01-10 15:03:32 180.74 98%
27755 2021-03-22 05:24:39 129.91 96%
26264 2020-10-04 08:52:45 170.62 98%
22178 2020-01-09 23:47:14 154.41 97%
21765 2019-12-10 18:38:47 186.68 100%
18437 2019-05-09 21:25:53 181.33 99%
10466 2019-01-27 22:45:02 154.08 99%
3195 2018-04-26 08:34:13 170.05 99%