Text race history for 手很冷 (traben)

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One day beneath the lemon tree, my love and I did lie. A girl so sweet that when she smiled the stars rose in the sky. We passed that summer lost in love beneath the lemon tree. The music of her laughter hid my father's words from me.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
11747 2021-10-30 21:51:34 150.39 100%
11534 2021-10-30 17:02:50 147.28 99%
11261 2021-10-29 21:56:43 126.83 98%
4662 2021-08-28 13:12:03 151.12 99%