Text race history for 🌹 Black Rose 🌹 (typingartist2)

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She may be the face I can't forget. The trace of pleasure or regret may be my treasure or the price I have to pay. She may be the song that summer sings. May be the chill the autumn brings. May be a hundred different things within the measure of a day.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
62502 2018-01-28 00:11:39 156.73 97%
61144 2018-01-21 13:57:49 173.76 99%
60869 2018-01-20 16:46:09 178.47 99%
57490 2017-12-29 22:16:12 164.70 99%
57325 2017-12-29 16:41:40 156.77 99%
56946 2017-12-23 14:29:52 145.13 97%