Race Updates Discord About Merch
Home Profile History Competitions Texts Upgrade

typeracer

Pit Stop
Racer Gil (minatob3)
Race Number 122
Date Thu, 31 Dec 2020 16:19:43
Speed 49 WPM Try to beat?
Accuracy 93.6%
Rank 1st place (out of 2)

Text typed:

I took her hand in mine, and we went out of the ruined place; and as the morning mists had risen long ago when I first left the forge, so the evening mists were rising now, and in all the broad expanse of tranquil light they showed to me, I saw no shadow of another parting from her.
— (book) by Charles Dickens (see stats)

Typing Review: