Text race history for MysticCoder (mystic_coder)

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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
162 2024-08-29 06:22:34 32.79 93.8%
114 2024-08-24 05:08:51 33.87 92.9%