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 |
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1961 | 2020-11-28 20:04:43 | 94.34 | 97% |
1082 | 2020-07-18 00:46:58 | 103.30 | 98% |
554 | 2020-05-28 09:57:21 | 84.88 | 98% |