Text race history for Botanic (botanic)

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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
2830 2024-02-21 15:23:34 70.15 96.6%
2560 2024-02-19 14:54:01 68.82 97%
2238 2024-02-13 19:45:52 69.86 97%
2145 2024-02-10 18:02:11 73.21 97%
2082 2024-02-02 20:15:19 66.29 97%
1971 2024-01-22 14:05:46 73.64 98.2%
1919 2023-12-20 14:27:15 62.82 96.6%