Text race history for J (irocamora)

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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
17781 2021-04-12 23:06:27 64.91 98%
12893 2020-10-24 16:50:15 69.23 99%
4855 2015-07-10 17:47:02 69.76 97%
4313 2015-01-09 12:07:10 84.92 99%
3221 2014-01-15 13:10:09 69.42 94%
3025 2013-12-22 17:49:01 71.99 98%
2947 2013-11-30 00:53:16 68.90 96%
1907 2012-04-20 14:11:20 66.93 96%