Text race history for ismail (ismail_code)

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The air was cold, and the rain again began to descend; we entered the hut, the fiend with an air of exultation, I with a heavy heart and depressed spirits. But I consented to listen, and seating myself by the fire which my odious companion had lighted, he thus began his tale.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
740 2024-06-20 21:47:14 62.27 96.3%
444 2024-03-07 21:56:32 57.49 96.8%