Text race history for Amit (amitu7)

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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
7894 2018-04-22 11:25:11 58.87 97%
7558 2018-04-02 02:09:14 62.51 97%
6783 2018-02-05 11:26:35 53.41 96%
5480 2017-02-10 20:40:22 63.13 99%