Text race history for Tarun (tptarunpant)

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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
171 2025-05-17 15:16:28 48.04 94.8%
78 2025-05-10 09:43:12 42.34 95.9%