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 |
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1625 | 2020-11-25 14:38:35 | 61.94 | 96% |
606 | 2020-10-13 17:38:04 | 53.20 | 94% |