Text race history for Liban (hujala)

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I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living. I dreamed that love would never die. I dreamed that God would be forgiving. Then I was young and unafraid when dreams were made and used and wasted. There was no ransom to be paid, no song unsung, no wine untasted.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
50005 2023-08-23 12:07:55 159.99 100%
46999 2022-06-10 21:41:03 132.00 98%
45744 2021-01-24 17:36:41 136.99 97%
37802 2018-12-23 18:31:22 160.85 100%
37023 2018-11-29 18:44:32 148.49 99%
36622 2018-11-22 12:33:03 125.39 98%
35481 2018-09-23 20:41:15 143.41 98%