Text race history for Erin (erinchipppppppp)

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I don't want to play in your yard. I don't like you anymore. You'll be sorry when you see me sliding down your cellar door. You can't holler down our rain barrel. You can't climb our apple tree. I don't want to play in your yard if you can't be good to me.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
180 2021-08-11 01:23:13 64.19 98%