Text race history for Blankout (blankout)

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Now that I know that I'm breaking to pieces, I'll pull out my heart and I'll feed it to anyone. Crying for sympathy, crocodiles cry for the love of the crowd and the free cheers from everyone. Dropping through sky, through the glass of the roof, through the roof of your mouth, through the mouth of your eye, through the eye of the needle, it's easier for me to get closer to heaven than ever feel whole again.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
4103 2012-08-03 18:54:25 75.46 95%
3910 2012-06-13 17:08:28 80.24 96%
3744 2012-06-01 23:44:01 79.18 96%
3252 2012-03-27 15:54:49 70.45 94%
2989 2012-03-18 22:47:46 81.95 96%
845 2011-12-05 04:27:16 66.73 93%
621 2011-10-18 01:48:04 67.67 95%
599 2011-10-17 23:42:31 77.11 96%
130 2011-10-09 14:21:56 74.78 95%