Text race history for spectating a spectator (mporsche02)

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As he watches through the door, his smile pulls in more and more. Wicked thoughts shape wicked ways, while we all crave, while we all crave. When the man yells at his son, when he finds the smoking gun. Don't you worry, little one, for we all crave, we all crave.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
4004 2019-04-03 02:18:39 167.05 99%
1368 2019-02-03 19:07:18 161.92 98%