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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

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1 allowme 411 WPM 100% 350 1/3 Jun 25, 2026
2 typertesting 371 WPM 100% 316 1/3 Jun 25, 2026
3 joshua728 241 WPM 100% 205 1/2 Apr 29, 2024
4 mythicalrocket 241 WPM 100% 204 1/5 Aug 6, 2023
5 728joshua 221 WPM 100% 188 1/3 Jul 20, 2024
6 xanderec 220 WPM 99.6% 187 1/1 Nov 29, 2025
7 chakk 215 WPM 99.6% 182 1/1 Aug 4, 2022
8 quitless 214 WPM 99.6% 182 1/3 Jul 26, 2025
9 suppppp123 211 WPM 100% 179 1/2 Nov 20, 2025
10 etherealvoid 209 WPM 99.3% 178 1/3 May 24, 2023