Text race history for Matthew (mattyhassett)

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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
7400 2020-03-01 01:05:17 108.37 99%
7099 2020-01-13 20:42:53 92.94 97%