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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
450 2021-05-11 04:28:31 88.85 97%
79 2021-02-07 06:07:07 96.94 98.3%