Text race history for hi klist (iamslow103)

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Now that it was evening, they encamped by the river of forgetfulness, whose water no container can hold. It is necessary for all to drink a fixed amount of the water, but some do not have the wisdom to keep from drinking more than this amount. As one drinks one becomes forgetful of everything. In the middle of the night when they were asleep there was thunder and an earthquake, and then suddenly just like shooting stars they were borne upward, each in a different direction to his birth.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
37221 2024-04-08 02:53:00 151.28 98.6%
14417 2021-03-09 04:01:06 151.56 99%
5555 2020-08-23 17:44:54 153.71 99%
3289 2020-08-06 05:07:31 158.01 99%
689 2020-07-06 20:18:11 144.12 99%