Text race history for guitar (guitarplayer_6)

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I was born in a town that was straight out of a fairy tale. Many people died there, and when I walked away, I held hands with my other self. To me it seemed like we were the only two people in the world. Neither one of us possessed a real name.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
1804 2019-07-18 21:10:42 42.49 97%