Text race history for Bal (belgianwaffle)

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Now that I know that I'm breaking to pieces, I'll pull out my heart and I'll feed it to anyone. Crying for sympathy, crocodiles cry for the love of the crowd and the free cheers from everyone. Dropping through sky, through the glass of the roof, through the roof of your mouth, through the mouth of your eye, through the eye of the needle, it's easier for me to get closer to heaven than ever feel whole again.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
14913 2022-02-16 20:22:31 111.78 98%
7531 2020-12-12 10:17:14 102.58 98%
3843 2020-09-27 13:54:18 99.43 98%
2081 2020-09-02 14:11:10 86.32 96%
1170 2020-08-25 15:15:35 93.20 98%
650 2020-08-19 14:47:02 85.99 97%