Text race history for (macieje)

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Well, I'm no poet, but I can't be fooled. The lies don't count, the whispers do. I hear the whispers on the wind. They say the earth has fallen due. We run in circles. Our days are numbered. Every night I look away. To the heavens and I pray.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
9603 2020-12-12 22:41:12 92.63 94%
4882 2019-12-09 16:35:18 122.36 97%
266 2019-06-26 10:39:22 88.23 96%