Text race history for Fluke (fever)

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Every time I think of you I feel shot right through with a bolt of blue. It's no problem of mine but it's a problem I find, living a life that I can't leave behind. There's no sense in telling me the wisdom of a fool won't set you free. But that's the way that it goes, and it's what nobody knows, while every day my confusion grows.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
629 2015-01-10 05:46:15 109.48 96%
303 2013-09-01 15:11:49 128.83 99%
116 2012-02-20 11:25:17 112.49 95%