Text race history for dylan (dbfilmm)

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You found paradise in America. You had a good trade, made a good living, the police protected you and there were courts of law and you didn't need a friend like me. But, now you come to me and you say, "Don Corleone, give me justice." But you don't ask with respect. You don't offer friendship. You don't even think to call me Godfather.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
3261 2023-05-07 23:42:10 99.43 98%
3083 2017-09-01 18:20:24 81.42 97%
1755 2017-02-25 04:17:22 94.13 98%
1528 2017-02-20 10:17:49 71.27 91%
866 2017-01-27 09:48:13 70.27 93%