Text race history for Ruben (ruben_c)

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The withered leaves collect at my feet and the wind begins to moan. Memory, all alone in the moonlight. I can dream of the old days, life was beautiful then. I remember the time I knew what happiness was. Let the memory live again.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
4890 2022-11-14 02:15:22 47.93 96%
4004 2022-10-18 02:26:07 49.08 96%
3492 2022-10-08 22:46:05 47.67 96%
3401 2022-10-06 16:29:02 48.42 96%
1186 2022-08-07 20:44:19 36.34 93%
77 2021-12-23 16:49:14 34.73 95%