Text race history for CrackedProgrammer (k_u_s_h_a_l)

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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
1031 2021-04-06 04:02:05 63.58 96%