Text race history for ahnfnsr (ahnfnsr)

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The withered leaves collect at my feet and the wind begins to moan. Memory, all alone in the moonlight. I can dream of the old days, life was beautiful then. I remember the time I knew what happiness was. Let the memory live again.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
6900 2023-07-01 07:50:53 72.20 94.8%
6871 2023-07-01 07:07:55 80.01 95.1%
2569 2021-12-27 11:56:47 72.37 95%