Text race history for Harry (dbdchc)

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Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog where no one notices the contrast of white on white. And in between the moon and you the angels get a better view of the crumbling difference between wrong and right. I walk in the air between the rain through myself and back again. Where? I don't know.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
25 2015-11-12 22:27:28 132.37 92%