Text race history for only thing can stop us is flat tire (pentalow)

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I took her hand in mine, and we went out of the ruined place; and as the morning mists had risen long ago when I first left the forge, so the evening mists were rising now, and in all the broad expanse of tranquil light they showed to me, I saw no shadow of another parting from her.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
173 2020-02-24 16:59:36 180.95 100%