Text race history for James (great_prometheus)

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Now, my three friends could hardly fail to notice that I disappeared once a month. I made up all sorts of stories. I told them my mother was ill, and that I had to go home to see her... I was terrified they would desert me the moment they found out what I was. But of course, they, like you, Hermione, worked out the truth...

Game Time WPM Accuracy
685 2020-09-17 23:16:12 50.43 95%
170 2020-09-04 16:22:07 40.35 92%