Text race history for Ian (icspicy)

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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
2384 2023-08-08 14:12:46 76.37 99%
863 2023-07-15 14:55:52 61.36 98%
712 2021-08-30 04:32:13 61.81 97%