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 |
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600 | 2020-07-21 15:53:38 | 84.21 | 99% |
187 | 2020-02-18 03:05:51 | 70.70 | 98% |