Text race history for some day (hatia_34534234)

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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
1511 2023-07-11 17:35:22 65.80 97%
1424 2023-07-10 17:17:48 67.59 97%