Text race history for maybe half the time (framed_phoenix)

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You there, my friend. Come, let me hold you. Now, with a sigh you grow warm in my hand, my friend, my clever friend. Rest now, my friends. Soon I'll unfold you. Soon you'll know splendors you never have dreamed all your days, my lucky friends. Till now your shine was merely silver. Friends, you shall drip rubies.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
26378 2019-11-03 01:35:26 144.19 99%
21443 2019-04-29 09:29:54 118.72 97%
18879 2019-03-09 02:18:08 138.31 99%
18030 2019-02-17 22:46:59 144.40 100%
14792 2018-12-14 07:45:34 128.89 98%
11658 2018-11-02 10:21:34 138.42 99%
10852 2018-10-23 21:26:39 121.06 98%
9443 2018-09-29 02:39:58 122.62 98%
7905 2018-08-31 06:22:26 126.12 99%
6483 2018-08-02 10:49:33 131.63 99%
2696 2018-05-18 11:12:53 121.85 99%
823 2018-04-08 01:26:09 91.49 96%