Text race history for JD (ruminant_robot)

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I drew the blankets over my head and tried to think of Christmas. But the grey face still followed me. It murmured, and I understood that it desired to confess something. I felt my soul receding into some pleasant and vicious region; and there again I found it waiting for me.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
2072 2021-02-14 23:06:27 80.12 98.6%
1464 2021-02-07 18:33:04 77.07 98%