Text race history for Night (anemonighteye)

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I felt so lonesome I most wished I was dead. The stars were shining, and the leaves rustled in the woods ever so mournful; and I heard an owl, away off, who-whooing about somebody that was dead, and a whippowill and a dog crying about somebody that was going to die.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
3258 2023-02-25 21:13:00 82.57 98%
1692 2021-11-05 18:40:07 79.00 99%