Text race history for Sandra (krisbias98)

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Teachers never die. They live in your memory forever. They were there when you arrived; they were there when you left. Like fixtures. Once in a while they taught you something. But not that often. And you never really knew them any more than they knew you. Still for a while you believed in them. And if you were lucky maybe there was one who believed in you.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
17 2021-02-07 15:44:32 47.13 94.2%