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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
23591 2019-06-16 10:53:20 137.04 97%
19584 2019-03-20 05:10:06 147.59 99%
18715 2019-03-06 02:21:07 130.47 97%
13214 2018-11-20 13:32:27 124.60 97%
12088 2018-11-07 05:19:33 137.54 99%
10144 2018-10-12 10:30:30 125.09 97%
9202 2018-09-26 22:18:34 135.68 98%
8156 2018-09-05 10:38:43 80.16 95%
7580 2018-08-25 05:00:34 158.01 99%
3126 2018-05-23 11:29:02 107.86 96%
1144 2018-04-21 07:08:48 105.88 99%
754 2018-04-06 07:39:56 116.78 95%