Text race history for Kill (killdave)

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Now that I know that I'm breaking to pieces, I'll pull out my heart and I'll feed it to anyone. Crying for sympathy, crocodiles cry for the love of the crowd and the free cheers from everyone. Dropping through sky, through the glass of the roof, through the roof of your mouth, through the mouth of your eye, through the eye of the needle, it's easier for me to get closer to heaven than ever feel whole again.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
3504 2012-02-24 15:14:20 106.97 95%
3446 2012-02-23 12:46:40 108.71 94%
3364 2012-02-17 12:58:20 100.34 94%
2501 2012-01-05 14:45:52 101.98 96%
2442 2012-01-05 11:57:19 118.43 97%
2247 2011-12-22 03:14:09 103.07 95%
1912 2011-12-15 12:01:33 110.10 96%