Text race history for Existential Explorer (natmac4)

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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
4194 2019-12-27 23:36:14 100.40 98%
3811 2018-01-15 03:10:00 86.82 98%
3545 2016-01-09 15:17:02 94.58 95%
3280 2015-08-19 05:16:32 95.26 97%
2572 2014-09-17 17:12:02 94.01 96%
2477 2014-09-08 04:10:15 88.98 96%
1500 2014-04-15 12:47:44 70.16 89%
1034 2012-11-25 22:37:38 81.20 95%
738 2012-03-04 21:32:00 71.23 93%