Text race history for blob_mister (blob_mister)

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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
3591 2023-05-27 01:54:29 102.78 96.9%
2565 2022-09-17 10:35:13 110.35 98%
1097 2021-04-30 08:53:08 87.92 96%