Text race history for maybe half the time (framed_phoenix)

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I was born in a town that was straight out of a fairy tale. Many people died there, and when I walked away, I held hands with my other self. To me it seemed like we were the only two people in the world. Neither one of us possessed a real name.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
25161 2019-08-14 02:43:57 123.81 98%
21150 2019-04-23 08:24:55 133.94 98%