Text race history for vulture (typinguntilcomputerdies)

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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
1000 2022-08-28 08:29:34 113.32 99%
278 2022-01-31 13:56:10 116.53 99%