Text race history for Molasses (practice12_3)

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Cardan's gaze catches mine, and I can't help the evil smile that pulls up the corners of my mouth. His eyes are bright as coals, his hatred a living thing, shimmering in the air between us like the air above black rocks on a blazing summer day.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
748 2021-07-12 18:04:18 94.33 96%