Text race history for dawid (nuclearmansnothot)

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