Text race history for Nicolas (fruscianterules)

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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
1824 2021-01-21 03:27:45 67.30 95%
765 2020-12-13 16:24:44 72.01 98%