Out on the wiley, windy moors we'd roll and fall in green. You had a temper like my jealousy: Too hot, too greedy. How could you leave me when I needed to possess you? I hated you, I loved you too.
—from Wuthering Heights, a song by Kate Bush
Active since May 23, 2022.
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Rank | Username | WPM | Accuracy | Date |
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1. | DeathModer (kido2976) | 104.56 | 98% | 2022-05-23 |
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New English Texts | 1 | 104.56 | May 23, 2022 |
Default (English) | 0 | 0.00 | January 1, 1970 |