Text race history for Oskar (oskarrnn)

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Every second he breathed, the smell of the grass, the cool air on his face, was so precious: To think that people had years and years, time to waste, so much time it dragged, and he was clinging to each second.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
72 2019-08-20 07:22:51 44.17 95%