Text race history for Kamiye (kamiye)

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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
3231 2017-02-22 05:53:02 81.94 96%
2904 2016-12-20 11:08:35 82.87 93%
1869 2016-07-21 09:29:39 76.26 95%
1601 2016-06-08 21:15:13 68.38 91%
1106 2016-02-18 13:57:58 69.44 90%
777 2015-11-26 10:19:45 61.16 90%
620 2015-10-27 13:01:51 61.14 91%