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 |
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6416 | 2025-06-09 16:01:00 | 91.44 | 95% |
3670 | 2025-02-03 22:29:29 | 85.62 | 96% |