Text race history for blob (blobery)

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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
5424 2024-03-15 06:10:15 72.64 94.7%
1887 2022-09-05 03:11:23 86.04 96%
162 2020-12-30 00:51:19 53.83 96%