Text race history for Mitchell (jon159357)

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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
2663 2016-02-04 19:57:05 82.88 95%
2608 2015-12-30 20:30:43 80.49 97%
2046 2015-06-08 21:35:05 80.92 94%
1742 2015-04-13 16:15:05 80.65 96%
1475 2015-02-17 19:10:23 76.53 94%
1277 2015-02-04 13:18:48 82.27 97%
304 2014-05-18 01:56:07 78.38 97%
95 2013-05-20 20:34:03 83.29 97%