Text race history for Poops (poops_magee)

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Come to me my melancholy baby. Cuddle up and don't be blue. All your fears are foolish fancy, maybe. You know, dear, that I'm in love with you. Every cloud must have a silver lining. Wait until the sun shines through. Smile, my honey dear, while I kiss away each tear, or else I shall be melancholy too.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
10246 2020-10-09 13:20:04 98.18 97%
8643 2020-09-14 08:16:54 104.76 98%
5209 2020-07-15 14:11:57 78.14 97%
4261 2020-07-03 12:39:06 88.10 96%
3746 2020-06-30 09:27:20 102.83 99%
3639 2020-06-29 10:38:35 87.22 97%
2166 2020-06-05 14:03:05 91.55 96%