Text race history for Clit (cliffcatastrophe)

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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
1631 2017-06-19 14:49:29 130.36 95%
775 2016-06-21 13:19:21 143.48 96%
756 2016-06-20 15:57:47 135.28 90%
159 2015-03-23 23:04:05 162.24 97%