Text race history for (timjeffery44)

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You there, my friend. Come, let me hold you. Now, with a sigh you grow warm in my hand, my friend, my clever friend. Rest now, my friends. Soon I'll unfold you. Soon you'll know splendors you never have dreamed all your days, my lucky friends. Till now your shine was merely silver. Friends, you shall drip rubies.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
87833 2022-12-23 00:08:32 134.56 99%
80562 2020-08-31 00:51:28 125.99 98%
78588 2020-07-13 03:23:02 124.83 99%
74079 2020-05-17 06:53:56 118.06 98%
63836 2020-03-03 03:56:59 116.15 98%
21777 2018-10-29 05:33:56 106.66 98%
13905 2018-07-27 07:24:22 98.50 97%