Text race history for RIP Byron (sir_rebral_palsy)

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She would not say of anyone in the world now that they were this or were that. She felt very young; at the same time unspeakably aged. She sliced like a knife through everything; at the same time was outside, looking on. She had a perpetual sense, as she watched the taxi cabs, of being out, out, far out to the sea and alone; she always had the feeling that it was very, very dangerous to live even one day.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
7957 2022-02-21 06:45:28 139.01 99%
1417 2018-07-30 03:54:23 126.72 98%
1105 2018-06-12 04:02:44 133.15 98%