Text race history for Seymour Weiners (troberuc)

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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
1271 2025-06-17 19:54:32 100.27 98%
233 2024-04-16 17:47:26 82.87 97.4%
194 2024-04-14 18:41:09 76.46 95.5%