Text race history for they used to say we would not make it (hinduism)

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At night I'm driving in your car, pretending that we'll leave this town. We're watching all the streetlights fade. And now you're just a stranger's dream, I took your picture from my frame. And now you're nothing like you seem, your shadow fell like last night's rain.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
1287 2019-05-23 14:36:18 86.15 98%
206 2019-04-29 20:23:04 63.28 97%