Text race history for RIP Byron (sir_rebral_palsy)

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Her eyes, like windows, trickle in rain upon the pain getting deeper, though my love wants to relieve her. She walks alone from wall to wall. Lost in her hall, she can't hear me, though I know she likes to be near me.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
9863 2023-09-27 05:53:17 152.04 98.8%
7012 2021-08-05 09:35:35 134.30 97%
6982 2021-08-04 05:59:52 153.96 98%
6897 2021-07-29 08:26:02 138.04 97%
6818 2021-07-22 07:49:05 158.89 100%
6120 2021-05-10 07:03:13 147.79 98%
5562 2021-04-05 04:39:12 153.82 99%
5143 2021-03-15 08:49:32 139.19 97%
4106 2020-12-31 03:44:47 144.32 98%
1435 2018-07-30 09:22:09 138.58 98%
1372 2018-07-18 09:55:31 157.25 99%