Text race history for Thomas (thomasbriggs)

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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
2685 2021-03-14 15:25:53 89.24 96%
1948 2020-11-27 18:18:06 96.66 99%