Text race history for Isaac (numbanine)

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My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all. The morning rain clouds up my window, and I can't see at all. And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall. It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
58 2019-05-02 19:55:35 94.34 95%