Text race history for Shark (pabst)

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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
6141 2019-04-08 18:22:29 118.22 98%
4134 2017-04-06 05:03:44 125.09 94%
3961 2017-03-26 19:57:13 108.40 89%
3355 2017-02-14 04:45:14 110.28 93%
1701 2017-01-06 23:57:04 109.85 95%
1442 2016-12-24 19:22:41 114.45 92%
777 2016-12-06 23:37:15 104.31 92%
130 2016-11-08 20:10:01 95.70 90%