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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
51696 2020-12-18 21:55:06 154.64 99%
51317 2020-11-08 13:18:27 151.83 100%
51316 2020-11-08 13:17:19 136.74 99%
47430 2020-01-27 07:50:52 123.40 98%