Text race history for Brock (brockbnntt)

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Every morning when he'd come to pick you up, I would look forward to it all night long in bed next to you. Those nights when you were actually in the bed. And he would ring the doorbell - I felt like my heart would come out of my chest. He would smile, and we'd talk, and then you would come down the stairs. And I felt probably like someone who was terminally ill and somehow they managed to forget it for a minute. And then it all comes back!

Game Time WPM Accuracy
4177 2022-12-17 18:36:23 56.34 98%
2288 2021-08-25 16:54:54 78.60 97%
2283 2021-08-24 23:03:31 79.77 96%
1088 2021-04-13 19:04:15 74.62 96%