Text race history for RIP Byron (sir_rebral_palsy)

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That night they heard no noises. But either in his dreams or out of them, he could not tell which, Frodo heard a sweet singing running in his mind: a song that seemed to come like a pale light behind a grey rain-curtain, and growing stronger to turn the veil all to glass and silver, until at last it was rolled back, and a far green country opened before him under a swift sunrise.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
6082 2021-05-03 09:45:53 149.59 99%
5609 2021-04-05 08:55:19 133.91 99%
5160 2021-03-15 10:05:41 124.52 98%