Text race history for Moronic Typer (yong955143)

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The sea was angry that day, my friends - like an old man trying to send back soup in a deli. I got about fifty feet out and suddenly the great beast appeared before me. I tell you he was ten stories high if he was a foot. As if sensing my presence, he let out a great bellow. I said, "Easy, big fella!" And then, as I watched him struggling, I realized that something was obstructing its breathing. From where I was standing, I could see directly into the eye of the great fish.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
12358 2020-10-12 02:16:24 92.80 98%
10867 2020-09-17 00:20:35 87.13 98%
9389 2020-05-27 14:24:28 84.76 97%
3530 2019-12-17 22:09:25 76.25 98%
1602 2019-11-06 01:39:01 82.94 98%
358 2019-09-18 17:59:38 77.72 98%