Text race history for art (artushhheee)

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Last night I dreamt I went to Manderely again. It seemed to me I stood by the iron gate leading to the drive, and for a while I could not enter, for the way was barred to me. There was a padlock and a chain upon the gate. I called in my dream to the lodge-keeper, and had no answer, and peering closer through the rusted spokes of the gate I saw that the lodge was uninhabited.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
3336 2021-10-19 14:18:54 84.40 96%
1807 2021-01-18 14:00:41 74.14 96%