Text race history for Anshul (cononcus)

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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
2699 2018-01-06 19:34:08 107.69 99%