Text race history for RIP Byron (sir_rebral_palsy)

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When the plantation flowered in the beginning of the rains, it was a radiant sight, like a cloud of chalk, in the mist and the drizzling rain, over six hundred acres of land. The coffee-blossom has a delicate slightly bitter scent, like the black-thorn blossom.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
10288 2024-02-05 06:43:17 116.84 97%