Text race history for the (thebaneet)

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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
4700 2022-12-24 19:36:48 98.12 97%
3268 2022-06-26 12:34:33 109.43 99%
2963 2022-03-19 09:09:14 85.78 96%