Text race history for Pete (phoc41)

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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
1966 2014-01-09 19:51:40 77.19 94%
1787 2013-12-28 16:36:50 58.20 86%
1636 2013-12-27 05:47:32 55.69 81%
1585 2013-12-25 16:24:18 71.54 93%
1083 2013-12-20 17:25:43 62.18 89%
953 2013-12-18 20:15:37 58.64 84%
895 2013-12-17 21:05:55 67.78 91%
550 2013-11-22 14:45:16 63.28 91%