Text race history for Randy (papigrande_)

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Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!

Game Time WPM Accuracy
627 2019-08-24 02:18:47 59.95 95%