Text race history for dead (bob_mcbobberbob)

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She's got eyes of the bluest skies as if they thought of rain. I hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain. Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place where as a child I'd hide and pray for the thunder and the rain to quietly pass me by.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
223 2020-02-06 17:00:19 53.91 95%
15 2016-05-26 16:03:25 41.47 93%