Text race history for Ty (quachgiaty)

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Well, I'm no poet, but I can't be fooled. The lies don't count, the whispers do. I hear the whispers on the wind. They say the earth has fallen due. We run in circles. Our days are numbered. Every night I look away. To the heavens and I pray.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
10264 2018-01-13 13:46:25 59.24 96%
10086 2017-12-21 16:32:07 63.64 98%