Text race history for gost (akasyh)

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I saw the light fade from the sky, on the wind I heard a sigh. As the snowflakes cover my fallen brothers, I will say this last goodbye. Night is now falling, so ends this day. The road is now calling, and I must away. Over hill and under tree, through lands where never light has shone, by silver streams that run down to the sea.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
4561 2023-03-10 15:38:27 95.39 98%
3577 2020-09-01 15:33:55 96.78 98%