Text race history for Ankit (ankit0)

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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
6092 2022-12-19 07:18:42 75.19 99%
888 2020-12-07 14:28:00 46.00 97%