Text race history for ouchies (evilemmelina)

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Colors weave into a spire of flame. Distant sparks call to a past still unnamed. Bear this torch against the cold of the night. Search your soul and re-awaken the undying light! On that day, when the sky fell away, our world came to an end. In our rise did a fading sunrise in the dark, glimmering shadows.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
2395 2020-03-07 22:40:31 112.42 98%
115 2019-02-28 18:47:23 106.47 98%