Text race history for soup (soupy)

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One day beneath the lemon tree, my love and I did lie. A girl so sweet that when she smiled the stars rose in the sky. We passed that summer lost in love beneath the lemon tree. The music of her laughter hid my father's words from me.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
11775 2019-08-01 16:50:31 148.21 99%
9146 2018-09-12 06:12:30 140.29 98%
3913 2018-02-09 02:58:47 154.46 100%
3731 2018-02-07 00:27:41 151.64 99%
3422 2018-02-01 19:38:28 153.02 100%
3372 2018-02-01 14:58:31 144.17 98%
2996 2018-01-05 01:14:59 138.28 98%