Text race history for Gabriel (gabrielgauthier)

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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
1106 2010-03-14 20:53:31 70.92
1048 2010-02-03 07:20:17 74.30
894 2009-12-28 09:08:08 75.96
826 2009-12-27 02:59:44 77.44
440 2009-08-05 17:09:30 60.33
298 2009-08-02 21:11:09 61.07