Text race history for Novel (novell)

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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
1249 2024-04-01 15:58:31 56.16 97.4%
1106 2024-03-01 14:01:21 48.29 95.2%
890 2024-02-05 15:33:48 51.43 96%