Text race history for Volhosis (volhosis)

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From the time I was really little - maybe just a few months old - words were like sweet, liquid gifts, and I drank them like lemonade. I could almost taste them. They made my jumbled thoughts and feelings have substance. My parents have always blanketed me with conversation. They chattered and babbled. They verbalized and vocalized. My father sang to me. My mother whispered her strength into my ear.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
25718 2021-07-18 17:31:51 156.25 98.1%
24168 2020-03-29 04:01:51 157.80 98.5%
18675 2018-11-26 04:30:34 150.53 98.6%
14724 2018-07-25 21:22:44 137.90 97.7%
9039 2018-01-04 02:46:13 130.98 98%
8099 2017-12-13 00:31:06 131.06 98%
5580 2017-10-07 23:40:54 121.07 97%
711 2017-04-25 02:20:03 94.66 87%