Text race history for gwynyor (gwynyor)

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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
2319 2024-03-10 09:09:15 100.28 99.1%
2036 2023-10-03 15:28:23 83.50 96.6%
1516 2016-12-26 16:20:59 90.66 93%
1447 2016-10-30 22:45:00 100.17 96%
1068 2014-02-19 05:06:07 88.83 92%
986 2014-02-09 23:11:25 109.24 96%
751 2013-07-10 20:46:07 104.55 96%
335 2012-05-31 00:54:55 103.65 94%
158 2012-03-13 02:29:25 97.05 96%