Text race history for Molasses (practice12_3)

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Buddy sat down beside me. He put his arm around my waist and brushed the hair from my ear. I didn't move. Then I heard him whisper, 'How would you like to be Mrs Buddy Willard?' I had an awful impulse to laugh.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
2047 2022-10-25 16:36:20 94.11 97%