Text race history for Nicolas (nicovercesi)

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Come to me my melancholy baby. Cuddle up and don't be blue. All your fears are foolish fancy, maybe. You know, dear, that I'm in love with you. Every cloud must have a silver lining. Wait until the sun shines through. Smile, my honey dear, while I kiss away each tear, or else I shall be melancholy too.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
18076 2020-10-26 02:24:48 78.81 99%
17490 2020-03-16 15:52:37 74.64 99%
17068 2019-08-13 17:45:36 90.33 99%