Text race history for (charlieog)

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The broadening waters flowed through a mob of wooded islands; you lost your way on that river as you would in a desert, and butted all day long against shoals, trying to find the channel, till you thought yourself bewitched and cut off forever from everything you had known once - somewhere - far away in another existence perhaps.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
328138 2024-02-06 23:00:40 145.21 99.4%