Text race history for Mhark (mharkmharkmhark)

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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
3536 2024-06-07 12:23:20 92.56 96.7%