Text race history for Sam (busiclucho)

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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
11370 2019-09-10 23:04:55 102.03 100%
2274 2018-02-14 18:54:44 58.82 96%