Text race history for ℱ𝔯𝔢𝔢𝔡𝔬𝔪 𝔬𝔣 𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔢𝔠𝔥 (wille_1)

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Gold and rose, the color of the dream I had not too long ago. A misty blue and the lilac, too, never to grow old. There you were under the tree of song, sleeping so peacefully. In your hand a flower played, awaiting there for me. I have never laid eyes on you, not before this timeless day, but you walked and you once smiled my name, and you stole my heart away.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
26646 2022-06-24 15:52:20 86.86 98%
25649 2021-10-05 20:32:15 88.63 98%
20351 2020-09-03 14:36:49 88.73 98%
19158 2020-07-20 17:27:57 83.83 97%