Text race history for (delirious)

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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
27465 2019-05-02 21:06:01 147.78 99%
21445 2019-01-21 05:02:04 153.65 100%
15317 2018-10-18 04:32:26 131.76 99%