Text race history for me_irl (powderer)

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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
3991 2017-08-14 08:42:12 81.10 97%
2633 2017-04-05 08:48:07 80.80 95%
1784 2016-01-09 17:21:38 63.41 92%
1073 2015-03-23 10:23:11 66.12 92%
1068 2015-03-23 10:17:17 66.78 93%
1050 2015-03-22 07:52:50 62.29 88%
861 2014-12-30 14:56:14 54.17 89%
330 2014-10-20 15:14:46 49.95 94%