Text race history for Nic (scylla1)

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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
5171 2023-04-27 06:52:06 106.62 98%
3937 2021-06-10 05:56:41 89.05 95%
632 2020-08-10 10:35:28 84.78 96%