Text race history for The (pseudotypist)

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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
868 2021-02-15 08:23:27 89.34 97.3%
807 2021-02-11 03:32:38 80.52 95.5%
369 2020-11-25 09:50:56 77.24 96%