Text race history for Spectre (specter_mills)

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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
3940 2022-11-17 12:24:48 75.18 98%
1900 2022-08-26 09:22:51 61.88 96%