Text race history for Cat (catspatula)

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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
552 2023-05-19 20:51:37 101.95 98%
390 2020-12-18 10:18:46 124.28 99%