Text race history for Travis (tlayed)

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My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all. The morning rain clouds up my window, and I can't see at all. And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall. It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
1182 2017-09-14 19:05:25 73.06 96%