Title : Optionnel

Text : The place is dead as heaven on a Saturday night. And my very close companion gets me fumbling, gets me laughing, she's a hundred but she's wearing something tight. And I lift my glass to the awful truth which you can't reveal to the ears of youth except to say it isn't worth a dime. And the whole damn place goes crazy twice, and it's once for the devil and once for christ, but the boss don't like these dizzy heights, we're busted in the blinding lights of closing time. Chaque paragraphe sera un test.

Save test : Utilisez cette option si vous souhaitez partager ce test de dactylographie (uniquement pour les utilisateurs authentifiés).