Text race history for Hater (hateself)

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Heaven did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart with weeping to come back to earth; and the angels were so angry that they flung me out into the middle of the heath on the top of Wuthering Heights; where I woke sobbing for joy.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
6300 2017-09-23 14:54:46 91.58 98%
1340 2017-07-09 10:04:35 65.36 97%
950 2017-07-06 17:52:27 68.35 98%
250 2017-06-25 08:54:12 53.40 96%