Text race history for WinterCore (wintercore)

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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
32260 2021-03-03 14:00:29 119.34 98%
32226 2021-02-24 03:48:22 132.08 100%
28269 2019-01-31 11:35:19 108.68 98%
23087 2018-01-24 03:48:55 122.63 99%
20813 2018-01-05 19:05:26 94.75 96%
17468 2017-12-04 21:37:06 114.57 99%
17310 2017-12-02 13:52:48 116.41 98%
15821 2017-08-18 16:09:56 101.87 98%
15774 2017-08-16 19:32:07 111.89 98%