Text race history for (khronic)

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Come to me my melancholy baby. Cuddle up and don't be blue. All your fears are foolish fancy, maybe. You know, dear, that I'm in love with you. Every cloud must have a silver lining. Wait until the sun shines through. Smile, my honey dear, while I kiss away each tear, or else I shall be melancholy too.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
90887 2020-12-20 11:09:46 114.08 99%
85550 2020-07-22 00:51:47 104.23 97%
77113 2019-10-31 07:31:27 104.21 98%
75348 2019-09-16 06:56:47 103.98 98%
68983 2019-04-06 16:20:50 99.43 98%
63978 2019-02-07 01:27:10 108.07 98%
63977 2019-02-07 01:19:42 99.80 97%