Text race history for derel (a_random_person_on_the_interne)

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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
758 2021-04-07 06:45:13 74.39 97%