Text race history for (boy_314)

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You there, my friend. Come, let me hold you. Now, with a sigh you grow warm in my hand, my friend, my clever friend. Rest now, my friends. Soon I'll unfold you. Soon you'll know splendors you never have dreamed all your days, my lucky friends. Till now your shine was merely silver. Friends, you shall drip rubies.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
46543 2022-12-21 08:02:33 136.23 98%
32563 2020-07-07 00:20:17 124.69 99%
24504 2019-12-29 21:53:52 130.13 99%
21352 2019-10-10 20:52:09 114.01 98%
20881 2019-10-04 22:09:56 105.10 99%
16851 2019-05-31 04:41:15 125.53 99%
15350 2019-04-13 21:22:44 135.38 99%
10298 2018-11-09 05:31:53 125.66 98%
5143 2018-05-08 17:45:08 122.42 98%
3101 2018-04-08 01:26:00 116.18 99%