Text race history for cold (coldmind)

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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
2756 2022-05-24 20:03:52 79.84 98%
2528 2022-05-05 16:23:57 74.56 99%
2086 2021-11-19 19:52:17 78.11 98%