Text race history for not (hayso)

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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
3897 2017-07-26 19:39:41 105.81 97%
3500 2017-02-04 21:51:04 115.52 96%
1665 2015-01-12 19:01:23 103.94 94%
677 2014-02-27 18:19:16 103.43 96%
560 2013-12-18 08:30:14 80.10 87%
347 2013-09-09 22:12:07 116.89 100%
165 2013-03-18 00:16:53 109.28 97%
11 2013-02-22 21:55:42 96.59 94%