Text race history for Ankit (ankit0)

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You are the promised kiss of springtime that makes the lonely winter seem long. You are the breathless hush of evening that trembles on the brink of a lovely song. You are the angel glow that lights a star, the dearest things I know are what you are. Some day my happy arms will hold you, and some day I'll know that moment divine when all the things you are, are mine.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
4586 2022-06-12 00:43:14 74.31 99%
2256 2021-04-27 09:00:04 71.51 98%
2077 2021-04-04 05:50:02 58.30 96%
1843 2021-03-08 03:52:27 61.95 96%
1573 2021-02-09 12:46:18 49.82 93%
1543 2021-02-08 06:55:14 61.29 97%