Text race history for (zealindaus)

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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
10189 2021-07-05 07:49:00 130.91 100%
10039 2021-05-25 04:48:29 121.81 99%
3472 2020-02-28 05:54:18 109.07 99%