Text race history for itssarcazm (itssarcazm)

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The air was cold, and the rain again began to descend; we entered the hut, the fiend with an air of exultation, I with a heavy heart and depressed spirits. But I consented to listen, and seating myself by the fire which my odious companion had lighted, he thus began his tale.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
2429 2024-05-08 07:02:03 87.70 96%
1841 2024-03-10 11:56:08 99.06 98%