Text race history for Bhishm (bhishm_)

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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
1401 2022-09-14 08:48:05 61.15 95%
1309 2022-09-08 09:21:17 56.33 95%