Text race history for Jesus (johangodinho123)

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Well, I'm no poet, but I can't be fooled. The lies don't count, the whispers do. I hear the whispers on the wind. They say the earth has fallen due. We run in circles. Our days are numbered. Every night I look away. To the heavens and I pray.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
7529 2020-08-27 16:38:01 74.06 95%
5596 2020-07-09 11:54:34 86.59 96%