Text race history for cyriled (cyriled)

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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
2457 2015-06-23 18:35:57 64.50 94%
2336 2015-05-30 21:16:42 60.98 95%
2248 2015-05-25 10:49:23 57.58 94%
1907 2015-03-28 13:27:52 61.78 96%
1620 2015-03-15 10:35:34 57.68 98%
1013 2015-02-21 01:24:42 43.15 94%