Text race history for Abbey (abbey240901)

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Her eyes, like windows, trickle in rain upon the pain getting deeper, though my love wants to relieve her. She walks alone from wall to wall. Lost in her hall, she can't hear me, though I know she likes to be near me.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
13607 2021-03-22 03:59:33 88.94 99%
10798 2020-07-19 00:57:10 84.00 99%
8557 2020-06-01 02:00:43 82.17 100%
7189 2020-02-05 01:37:16 66.99 99%
4922 2018-09-25 22:40:55 78.07 99%
2513 2018-07-22 07:34:20 67.86 100%