Text race history for me_irl (powderer)

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On recovering my senses, I hastened to quit a place where I hoped there was nothing further to detain me. I first filled my pockets with gold, then fastened the strings of the purse round my neck, and concealed it in my bosom.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
3208 2017-06-04 09:41:22 65.69 95%
2617 2017-04-04 08:52:35 75.12 93%