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I can hear the soft breathing of the girl that I love as she lies here beside me asleep with the night. And her hair, in a fine mist floats on my pillow, reflecting the glow of the winter moonlight.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
191 2021-02-13 20:21:56 112.73 97.1%