Text race history for Slow Slow Slow Slow (dukka_)

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I was born in a town that was straight out of a fairy tale. Many people died there, and when I walked away, I held hands with my other self. To me it seemed like we were the only two people in the world. Neither one of us possessed a real name.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
654 2019-08-08 20:06:51 89.46 97%