Text race history for Pongal (decoder96)

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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
1914 2022-06-19 19:36:59 72.37 96%
1239 2020-01-10 14:51:56 72.75 97%