Text race history for Юрий (libertadore)

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You found paradise in America. You had a good trade, made a good living, the police protected you and there were courts of law and you didn't need a friend like me. But, now you come to me and you say, "Don Corleone, give me justice." But you don't ask with respect. You don't offer friendship. You don't even think to call me Godfather.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
2375 2011-06-06 15:19:58 88.33 97%
1970 2011-01-11 19:30:11 95.68
1465 2010-06-24 17:44:14 89.02
1070 2010-06-01 19:18:09 84.34
943 2010-05-30 07:56:35 77.06
852 2010-05-03 05:23:44 81.15
463 2010-02-07 20:18:05 83.22
134 2009-07-15 17:56:20 78.92