Text race history for marshal (marsh_bora3y)

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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
7957 2024-10-23 15:10:41 62.44 94.4%
7948 2024-10-23 09:34:55 63.56 96.3%
7847 2024-10-08 07:49:32 58.50 96.3%
6980 2024-07-10 07:42:59 53.95 97.3%