Text race history for 98.12.28 男達の別れ (shooterboss)

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He guessed as well as he could, and crawled along for a good way, till suddenly his hand met what felt like a tiny ring of cold metal lying on the floor of the tunnel. It was a turning point in his career, but he did not know it. He put the ring in his pocket almost without thinking; certainly it did not seem of any particular use at the moment.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
3562 2024-01-18 23:24:34 132.92 98.4%
2148 2018-05-06 23:22:57 129.96 99%