Text race history for anshul (anshul1219)

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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
2761 2011-05-29 20:19:52 56.59 90%
2666 2011-05-27 09:25:26 61.70 93%
2062 2011-02-07 16:50:42 51.76
1710 2011-01-27 04:50:55 52.01
1146 2011-01-13 08:09:10 50.61