Text race history for B (archnaea)

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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
4190 2021-03-18 04:52:56 91.99 98%
1407 2021-01-05 05:07:14 73.39 97%