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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2050 | 2021-11-18 18:42:46 | 72.78 | 95% |
969 | 2021-01-04 12:49:21 | 75.91 | 95% |