Text race history for Fouracle (devilz91)

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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
1559 2012-04-23 06:00:01 168.15 99%
1414 2011-12-21 06:37:48 156.89 98%
1314 2011-11-19 16:19:58 146.62 95%
789 2011-09-04 01:25:35 152.54 99%
581 2011-08-30 01:56:12 154.35 95%
446 2011-07-21 20:58:34 143.61 96%
416 2011-07-18 01:39:41 160.46 100%