Text race history for Liban (hujala)

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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
51335 2024-02-26 01:55:41 156.29 99.6%
48362 2022-08-08 16:29:14 129.95 99%