Text race history for Finite Automaton (jerry_nyae)

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A man entered who could hardly have been less than six feet six inches in height, with the chest and limbs of a Hercules. His dress was rich with a richness which would, in England, be looked upon as akin to bad taste. Heavy bands of astrakhan were slashed across the sleeves and fronts of his double-breasted coat, while the deep blue cloak which was thrown over his shoulders was lined with flame-coloured silk and secured at the neck with a brooch which consisted of a single flaming beryl.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
2769 2019-08-23 23:19:58 75.56 96%
1675 2019-07-30 04:01:57 67.34 97%