Text race history for squirrel (squirrelpro)

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I saw the light fade from the sky, on the wind I heard a sigh. As the snowflakes cover my fallen brothers, I will say this last goodbye. Night is now falling, so ends this day. The road is now calling, and I must away. Over hill and under tree, through lands where never light has shone, by silver streams that run down to the sea.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
652 2021-05-22 02:06:47 91.15 98%
86 2021-04-07 17:45:19 85.53 97%