Text race history for Scott (stranks90)

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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
10139 2013-03-10 14:31:33 99.92 94%
9507 2012-12-26 13:06:57 87.66 92%
9017 2012-12-06 18:23:30 85.87 89%
8946 2012-09-12 15:58:19 90.61 90%
7897 2011-09-14 10:11:28 93.01 96%
4623 2010-07-20 12:55:34 81.86
4374 2010-06-17 14:52:55 80.49