Text race history for musta mate (s_tisfaction)

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When I was a child, I heard voices. Some would sing and some would scream. You'll soon find you have few choices. I learned the voices died with me. When I was a child, I'd sit for hours, staring into open flames. Something in it had a power, could barely tear my eyes away. All you have is your fire and the place you need to reach. Don't you ever tame your demons, but always keep them on a leash.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
3410 2020-09-14 01:27:06 102.86 97%
296 2019-03-31 01:08:33 133.25 100%
179 2019-03-30 03:41:40 119.81 98%