Text race history for Matt (shorts8617)

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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
1540 2011-09-15 22:10:38 65.45 92%
1217 2011-08-31 22:09:23 71.58 96%
1191 2011-08-30 17:45:29 66.58 94%
735 2011-08-11 20:06:00 68.33 95%
648 2011-08-05 20:46:41 64.03 94%
586 2011-07-26 00:09:38 57.13 90%
525 2011-07-24 14:52:33 63.35 97%
512 2011-07-19 18:27:37 57.68 93%