Text race history for Demancer (demancer)

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You there, my friend. Come, let me hold you. Now, with a sigh you grow warm in my hand, my friend, my clever friend. Rest now, my friends. Soon I'll unfold you. Soon you'll know splendors you never have dreamed all your days, my lucky friends. Till now your shine was merely silver. Friends, you shall drip rubies.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
31810 2021-10-21 08:40:37 94.44 97%
30945 2021-10-02 11:14:22 113.67 99%
29925 2021-09-16 10:22:34 102.10 98%
20817 2018-12-27 13:12:17 85.89 97%
16617 2018-08-13 12:55:08 80.62 98%