Text race history for Brock (brockbnntt)

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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
5734 2024-05-21 23:00:38 79.25 96.6%
5180 2024-03-01 19:37:56 68.89 98.3%