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A long time ago, I was in Burma, my friends and I were working for the local government. They were trying to buy the loyalty of tribal leaders by bribing them with precious stones. But their caravans were being raided in a forest north of Rangoon by a bandit. So we went looking for the stones. But in six months, we never found anyone who traded with him. Then, one day I saw a child playing with a ruby the size of a tangerine. The bandit had been throwing them away.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
197 2009-05-05 03:26:31 116.51
188 2009-05-05 01:42:33 116.91
164 2009-05-04 21:53:40 108.60
115 2009-05-03 17:00:37 115.75
35 2009-05-02 00:03:37 101.03