Text race history for Tran (dicachen81)

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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
1606 2011-08-29 15:12:57 85.83 98%
1473 2011-08-15 14:31:18 81.09 93%
1418 2011-08-13 16:00:30 77.03 94%
991 2011-07-11 14:26:16 70.84 92%
697 2011-06-29 15:23:01 69.68 94%
335 2011-06-21 06:25:15 67.84 94%