Text race history for Yash (yash1402_)

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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
1978 2021-05-15 16:47:17 91.48 98%
323 2021-02-10 08:57:31 72.26 97.3%