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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14084 | 2020-10-21 17:57:44 | 101.40 | 98% |
11018 | 2020-03-01 01:05:16 | 112.62 | 99% |