Text race history for Zach (manfromthemoon)

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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
1390 2024-06-11 23:32:22 78.76 97.7%
1198 2024-04-20 02:14:38 67.85 96.3%
1155 2024-04-14 02:43:32 67.93 97.4%
1116 2024-04-13 14:13:38 71.42 96.9%
1082 2024-04-12 01:05:39 67.76 95.8%
678 2024-02-12 11:33:33 44.89 95.8%