Text race history for Onion (x__onion__x)

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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
314 2021-12-18 20:33:05 126.09 98%