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All this running around. I can't fight it much longer. Something's trying to get out. And it's never been closer. If my ticker fails, make up some other story. But if I never come back, tell my mother I'm sorry.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
1675 2019-07-31 20:15:00 147.67 99.1%