Text race history for RIP Byron (sir_rebral_palsy)

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It led me by the hand, as if to fill the niches in the memories in my oozing brain fluid. Without even a destination, we kept walking. Disgusting clouds were floating in the sky. I already know what will happen to me the next time I wake up.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
6509 2021-06-09 05:25:16 139.78 99%
6430 2021-06-03 02:54:26 133.31 99%
5697 2021-04-07 07:06:27 135.45 97%
2319 2018-11-02 06:47:20 140.18 98%
2052 2018-10-10 08:26:44 146.50 100%