Text race history for Hater (hateself)

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One day beneath the lemon tree, my love and I did lie. A girl so sweet that when she smiled the stars rose in the sky. We passed that summer lost in love beneath the lemon tree. The music of her laughter hid my father's words from me.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
6173 2017-09-22 20:00:25 97.00 98%
6023 2017-09-16 08:42:07 82.10 96%
4335 2017-08-22 16:58:05 80.97 96%
4095 2017-08-18 08:56:11 87.68 97%