Text race history for Jake (nameless337)

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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
30969 2018-03-02 14:51:45 150.79 100%
27527 2017-11-09 13:59:35 142.99 98%
27093 2017-10-23 14:45:03 144.13 100%