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As he watches through the door, his smile pulls in more and more. Wicked thoughts shape wicked ways, while we all crave, while we all crave. When the man yells at his son, when he finds the smoking gun. Don't you worry, little one, for we all crave, we all crave.
Crave (song) by Tristam
Language: English
Submitted by: jgg_im_bad
This text has been typed more than 1000 times:
Avg. speed: 104 WPM
Avg. accuracy: 97.5%

Top 10 scores for this text

User Speed Accuracy Points Place Date Options
1 joshua728 241 WPM 100.0% 205 1/2 Apr 29, 2024
2 mythicalrocket 240 WPM 100.0% 204 1/5 Aug 6, 2023
3 728joshua 220 WPM 100.0% 187 1/3 Jul 20, 2024
4 chakk 214 WPM 100.0% 182 1/1 Aug 4, 2022
5 etherealvoid 209 WPM 99.0% 177 1/3 May 24, 2023
6 fallenrelic 206 WPM 99.0% 175 1/3 Nov 12, 2023
7 arenasnow 204 WPM 100.0% 173 1/2 May 16, 2019
8 slekap 203 WPM 99.0% 172 1/3 Dec 29, 2024
9 helloimnotgood1 202 WPM 99.0% 172 1/2 Jul 30, 2024
10 quitless 201 WPM 99.0% 171 1/3 Mar 3, 2022