Text race history for touchtypepracticer69 (touchtypepracticer69)

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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
5075 2022-07-30 06:32:49 94.98 99%
1947 2021-03-26 05:52:24 68.65 97%