Text race history for Michael (not_a_typing_master)

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I hope you will love your baby. I hope it will be a boy. That husband of yours, I hope, will always treat you well, because otherwise my specter shall come out of him, like black smoke, like a demented giant, and pull him apart nerve by nerve.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
388 2021-01-27 17:32:06 69.76 97.5%