Text race history for poem⛈️ (storm)

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I've been thinking lots about my life and how quick I'd wash it down the drain. Past tense, the future, nothing matters now. I act on my own and I'm to blame. Living's a wicked dream, where things turn out all wrong. We're all so weak, no matter how strong.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
2325 2019-08-26 00:16:03 115.07 96.9%