Text race history for ankit (ankitthegreat)

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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
13492 2022-03-27 07:10:25 73.78 96%
8210 2021-07-11 15:27:32 78.98 97%
7535 2021-06-22 10:00:43 82.62 98%