Text race history for heroes with two horns on head (kousik.ganesh@gmail.com)

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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
5828 2023-08-07 15:36:44 110.10 99.3%
4307 2023-04-27 12:36:13 103.79 99%