Text race history for rayner harold (raynerhmc)

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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
4034 2018-08-11 15:21:37 82.08 98%
2161 2018-06-12 15:36:17 78.11 98%