Text race history for Monika (butternutsquash)

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He guessed as well as he could, and crawled along for a good way, till suddenly his hand met what felt like a tiny ring of cold metal lying on the floor of the tunnel. It was a turning point in his career, but he did not know it. He put the ring in his pocket almost without thinking; certainly it did not seem of any particular use at the moment.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
257 2016-09-18 20:24:53 67.79 93%
151 2016-09-09 22:27:58 63.59 94%