Text race history for meredith (metedith)

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Well, I'm no poet, but I can't be fooled. The lies don't count, the whispers do. I hear the whispers on the wind. They say the earth has fallen due. We run in circles. Our days are numbered. Every night I look away. To the heavens and I pray.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
2399 2020-09-12 01:18:12 56.03 95%
1996 2020-09-06 21:00:30 48.07 94%