Text race history for Squirr3i (squirr3l)

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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
2506 2017-04-24 20:21:51 75.75 90%
1525 2017-02-08 19:29:04 54.82 84%
760 2017-01-29 01:06:14 62.92 85%
685 2017-01-28 00:32:01 62.62 86%
487 2017-01-26 03:33:08 58.00 86%