Text race history for Amaranath (amaranathfodcgisl)

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The air was cold, and the rain again began to descend; we entered the hut, the fiend with an air of exultation, I with a heavy heart and depressed spirits. But I consented to listen, and seating myself by the fire which my odious companion had lighted, he thus began his tale.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
14910 2024-09-07 07:16:23 76.66 99.3%
12975 2024-02-27 00:01:39 63.40 98%