Text race history for 🐌💨🐢💨🐐💨 (micmos)

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I'd always loved the house and its pretty white facade, the crisp black shutters framing the windows, the tawny cedar shingles on the roof; an old oak tree just to the right of the house in the front yard, exactly where it should be, a rope swing hanging from its limbs.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
6169 2019-07-16 15:25:53 78.44 98%