Text race history for Julian (choo)

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You found paradise in America. You had a good trade, made a good living, the police protected you and there were courts of law and you didn't need a friend like me. But, now you come to me and you say, "Don Corleone, give me justice." But you don't ask with respect. You don't offer friendship. You don't even think to call me Godfather.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
2012 2009-09-25 13:56:36 68.29
1775 2009-08-08 19:39:33 70.72
1569 2009-06-21 19:48:12 60.88
1458 2009-06-13 19:27:32 64.40
1331 2009-06-02 22:26:47 60.24
1197 2009-05-16 17:04:14 57.86
548 2008-12-19 11:44:12 52.77
459 2008-12-14 14:02:50 46.71