Text race history for soup (soupy)

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I can hear the soft breathing of the girl that I love as she lies here beside me asleep with the night. And her hair, in a fine mist floats on my pillow, reflecting the glow of the winter moonlight.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
6414 2018-05-22 03:50:01 138.45 97%
4580 2018-03-02 00:32:16 151.42 97%