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I hope you will love your baby. I hope it will be a boy. That husband of yours, I hope, will always treat you well, because otherwise my specter shall come out of him, like black smoke, like a demented giant, and pull him apart nerve by nerve.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
1762 2021-11-27 16:38:29 58.71 95%
1486 2021-11-08 07:59:48 56.14 95%