Text race history for jimjom (jimysucks)

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You there, my friend. Come, let me hold you. Now, with a sigh you grow warm in my hand, my friend, my clever friend. Rest now, my friends. Soon I'll unfold you. Soon you'll know splendors you never have dreamed all your days, my lucky friends. Till now your shine was merely silver. Friends, you shall drip rubies.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
5971 2020-04-02 08:18:22 143.47 98%
5947 2020-04-01 10:11:54 136.28 98%
5449 2020-03-11 05:53:30 143.64 98%
4332 2019-12-10 20:35:09 141.62 98%
3142 2019-07-21 22:38:51 118.16 95%
826 2017-06-25 05:11:28 131.91 99%
569 2017-01-14 06:42:41 119.90 90%