Text race history for RIP Byron (sir_rebral_palsy)

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Woke up, fell out of bed, dragged a comb across my head. Found my way downstairs and drank a cup, and looking up I noticed I was late. Found my coat and grabbed my hat. Made the bus in seconds flat. Found my way upstairs and had a smoke, and somebody spoke and I went into a dream.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
3586 2019-08-21 06:34:10 142.03 99%