Text race history for Pete (pete2015)

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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
6420 2018-11-06 11:47:26 61.00 96%
5270 2017-05-11 12:48:39 58.00 92%
4806 2017-01-26 08:46:46 54.64 92%
3954 2016-09-05 14:23:20 53.10 88%