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Her eyes, like windows, trickle in rain upon the pain getting deeper, though my love wants to relieve her. She walks alone from wall to wall. Lost in her hall, she can't hear me, though I know she likes to be near me.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
3421 2023-04-05 14:54:59 101.16 98%
3195 2023-03-29 11:46:45 94.23 98%
3038 2023-03-18 11:34:29 94.17 99%
2725 2023-03-04 07:04:19 92.37 98%
1675 2019-04-30 12:38:20 91.28 98%
1355 2019-04-28 08:00:27 81.77 97%