Text race history for Eugene (rawners)

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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
21319 2022-09-15 12:39:24 70.23 96%
20904 2022-09-08 16:16:34 74.22 97%
20375 2022-08-28 23:49:11 77.86 98%
13586 2019-12-28 01:56:20 70.78 98%
13213 2019-12-11 00:09:00 70.76 98%
13191 2019-12-07 21:55:43 64.64 97%
11211 2019-07-19 18:27:20 66.61 98%
4365 2018-11-05 22:30:05 58.09 95%
3655 2018-09-24 00:24:51 61.61 97%