Text race history for Horst (feanor)

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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
5898 2021-08-01 23:57:36 91.01 98%
3696 2015-08-02 20:20:18 68.90 92%
3163 2015-05-26 13:09:23 75.05 92%
1897 2014-04-06 13:42:56 67.24 93%
1637 2014-02-21 16:17:29 69.15 93%
1206 2014-01-19 16:55:04 63.40 92%
646 2013-12-16 22:34:44 64.15 92%
35 2013-10-07 18:49:02 50.60 94%