Text race history for Cactus (cactus_jones)

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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
3663 2025-01-30 23:24:10 107.01 99.6%
3311 2023-11-01 01:45:45 92.55 96.6%