Text race history for joel (joey172)

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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
17416 2023-05-10 21:02:35 146.95 100%
17032 2022-08-25 23:37:48 156.17 100%