Some people say a man is made outta mud. A poor man's made outta muscle and blood. Muscle and blood and skin and bones, a mind that's weak and a back that's strong. You load sixteen tons, what do you get? Another day older and deeper in debt. Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go, I owe my soul to the company store.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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10070 | 2020-12-15 04:40:54 | 156.73 | 100% |
9891 | 2020-12-12 22:14:56 | 125.83 | 98% |