Text race history for RIP Byron (sir_rebral_palsy)

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I stopped in the middle of that building and I saw - the sky. I saw the things that I love in this world. The work and the food and the time to sit and smoke. And I looked at the pen and I thought to myself, what the hell am I grabbing this for? Why am I trying to become what I don't want to be? What am I doing in an office, making a contemptuous, begging fool of myself, when all I want is out there, waiting for me the minute I say I know who I am!

Game Time WPM Accuracy
10439 2024-04-17 08:42:07 133.71 97.3%
7483 2021-11-22 07:59:59 131.02 97%
5011 2021-03-09 04:41:57 145.65 99%