I hope you will love your baby. I hope it will be a boy. That husband of yours, I hope, will always treat you well, because otherwise my specter shall come out of him, like black smoke, like a demented giant, and pull him apart nerve by nerve.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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733 | 2019-01-11 19:17:42 | 115.21 | 98% |