Text race history for Byron (chicken_little1)

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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
2117 2021-08-26 01:54:10 51.51 94%
1501 2021-06-17 01:22:24 50.24 95%