Text race history for Brittany (1crazynubian)

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You found paradise in America. You had a good trade, made a good living, the police protected you and there were courts of law and you didn't need a friend like me. But, now you come to me and you say, "Don Corleone, give me justice." But you don't ask with respect. You don't offer friendship. You don't even think to call me Godfather.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
1253 2010-08-04 00:27:27 73.71
1225 2010-08-03 13:47:42 65.54
897 2009-05-19 18:37:21 73.12
868 2009-05-18 22:54:14 63.66
843 2009-05-18 00:51:04 58.75
532 2009-03-24 01:46:30 58.73
333 2009-03-05 19:59:43 67.81