Text race history for King (lil_bygone)

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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
5594 2020-04-04 20:53:59 74.51 97%
4071 2018-07-05 14:40:28 87.47 99%
2876 2015-06-28 18:35:02 82.89 96%
2630 2015-01-10 20:57:17 92.50 99%
1396 2012-08-03 12:33:33 77.45 92%
1317 2012-06-30 10:20:31 88.91 97%
1185 2012-05-23 10:48:49 55.85 93%
1038 2012-02-29 11:54:28 80.24 95%
713 2010-09-06 22:06:04 62.08