Text race history for Matej (mattfid)

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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
5366 2017-10-18 10:15:44 55.00 95%
4093 2017-09-05 07:23:10 49.86 95%
3013 2017-08-01 06:50:18 52.85 95%
2249 2017-07-17 09:25:41 49.47 95%
892 2017-05-27 11:34:27 47.06 94%
588 2017-05-08 19:55:20 38.25 90%