Text race history for Beket (bayemirov)

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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
14484 2023-07-10 14:29:18 113.05 100%
11193 2021-05-26 17:48:46 105.65 99%
10821 2021-03-17 17:00:28 106.36 99%
9589 2020-09-28 06:45:16 113.82 99%
9391 2020-09-01 10:37:47 89.15 97%