Text race history for shuffled neurons (spicytuna1)

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I know what it's like to lose. To feel so desperately that you're right, yet to fail nonetheless. It's frightening. Turns the legs to jelly. I ask you, to what end? Dread it. Run from it. Destiny arrives all the same. And now, it's here. Or should I say, I am.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
3169 2019-06-18 20:18:01 124.38 98%
2063 2019-05-19 18:00:20 118.63 99%