Text race history for 手很冷 (traben)

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I saw the light fade from the sky, on the wind I heard a sigh. As the snowflakes cover my fallen brothers, I will say this last goodbye. Night is now falling, so ends this day. The road is now calling, and I must away. Over hill and under tree, through lands where never light has shone, by silver streams that run down to the sea.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
9325 2021-10-21 03:59:07 150.67 100%
8601 2021-10-13 02:27:33 170.86 99%
6208 2021-09-27 03:25:49 152.89 99%
5147 2021-09-15 13:27:29 148.28 99%
3071 2020-03-11 10:19:25 117.76 97%