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His gaze is from the passing of bars so exhausted that it doesn't hold a thing anymore. For him it's as if there were thousands of bars and behind the thousands of bars no world. The sure stride of lithe, powerful steps that around the smallest of circles turns is like a dance of pure energy about a center in which a great will stands numbed. Only occasionally without a sound do the covers of the eyes slide open. An image rushes in, goes through the tensed silence of the frame, only to vanish forever in the heart.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
103812 2020-12-01 20:36:29 141.16 97.9%
98594 2020-10-01 21:39:06 123.33 96.9%
92463 2020-08-19 22:41:08 135.43 98.3%
85119 2020-06-20 20:04:55 143.80 99.1%
82020 2020-05-22 17:25:30 135.50 98.2%
81943 2020-05-22 00:38:37 139.51 98.7%
80377 2020-05-04 23:36:48 142.45 98.4%
79730 2020-04-29 10:23:14 122.95 97.5%
79144 2020-04-22 01:45:01 137.46 97.8%
79035 2020-04-20 23:10:40 105.89 96.7%
78064 2020-04-10 20:58:52 122.89 97.7%
65362 2020-02-09 01:45:56 132.72 97.7%
51412 2019-12-06 00:00:09 141.82 98.4%
33037 2019-08-05 18:06:35 128.61 98.4%
25890 2019-06-14 16:27:59 116.39 97.5%
18851 2019-04-22 17:40:12 107.06 98.3%
15871 2019-04-01 20:21:42 116.83 97%
14312 2019-03-22 23:40:34 118.42 97.5%
12912 2019-03-10 14:19:26 110.47 97.8%
9010 2019-02-12 23:11:23 122.17 97.4%
6481 2019-01-31 08:43:41 132.40 98.4%
3478 2019-01-14 18:36:37 116.92 97.2%
154 2018-12-13 16:53:02 121.75 98.2%