Text race history for Mr.Pickles (ap_ultra)

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It led me by the hand, as if to fill the niches in the memories in my oozing brain fluid. Without even a destination, we kept walking. Disgusting clouds were floating in the sky. I already know what will happen to me the next time I wake up.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
2489 2021-03-11 16:07:59 104.06 99%
2135 2021-02-21 04:21:46 99.44 99%