Text race history for ian (zatarc)

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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
8333 2018-10-16 23:36:20 73.15 100%
7906 2018-09-23 21:25:41 62.92 98%
1793 2018-04-20 01:12:02 39.26 94%
1262 2018-04-15 04:19:27 37.90 95%