Text race history for RIP Byron (sir_rebral_palsy)

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I spoke to you in cautious tones, you answered me with no pretense. And still, I feel I said too much, my silence is my self-defense. And every time I've held a rose, it seems I only felt the thorns. And so it goes, and so it goes, and so will you soon I suppose. But if my silence made you leave, then that would be my worst mistake, so I will share this room with you, and you can have this heart to break.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
7928 2022-02-17 08:18:10 142.77 98%
5786 2021-04-13 03:08:16 140.00 99%