Text race history for Not_Stable (not_stable)

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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
3764 2021-04-09 13:29:42 84.33 96%
3572 2021-03-30 15:12:12 72.49 96%