Text race history for Hater (hateself)

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We may climb into the thin and cold realm of pure geometry and lifeless science, or sink into that of sensation. Between these extremes is the equator of life, of thought, or spirit, or poetry - a narrow belt.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
3631 2017-08-12 09:28:29 95.03 98%
3257 2017-08-06 09:38:36 83.61 97%
2944 2017-08-04 19:26:54 77.73 96%