Text race history for my first (new_typerer)

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Somewhere in the forest where the waters meet lie the days before us. Spinning on repeat; there's darkness through the doorways. Silence in the streets, there's something in the stillness; a distant memory.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
2381 2020-10-26 15:42:58 59.16 97%
142 2020-08-29 04:36:04 35.37 95%