Text race history for Robert (epicsauce32)

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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
377 2020-12-20 18:25:14 88.73 97%
202 2019-11-27 22:07:00 90.06 96%