Text race history for RIP Byron (sir_rebral_palsy)

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He guessed as well as he could, and crawled along for a good way, till suddenly his hand met what felt like a tiny ring of cold metal lying on the floor of the tunnel. It was a turning point in his career, but he did not know it. He put the ring in his pocket almost without thinking; certainly it did not seem of any particular use at the moment.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
12369 2025-03-25 03:25:57 148.77 99.2%
8943 2022-08-19 12:47:03 150.04 100%
8472 2022-04-08 04:48:30 141.34 99%