Text race history for Beket (bayemirov)

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I saw the light fade from the sky, on the wind I heard a sigh. As the snowflakes cover my fallen brothers, I will say this last goodbye. Night is now falling, so ends this day. The road is now calling, and I must away. Over hill and under tree, through lands where never light has shone, by silver streams that run down to the sea.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
13073 2022-08-26 13:14:09 104.67 97%
10781 2021-03-01 07:46:12 100.84 97%