Text race history for Liban (hujala)

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She was wearing a pair of my pajamas with the sleeves rolled up. When she laughed I wanted her again. A minute later she asked me if I loved her. I told her it didn't mean anything but that I didn't think so. She looked sad. But as we were fixing lunch, and for no apparent reason, she laughed in such a way that I kissed her.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
38591 2019-02-02 22:33:50 142.06 99%
37735 2018-12-22 21:37:12 155.64 99%
29390 2017-12-29 15:09:34 141.10 99%