Text race history for Ray (castello666)

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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
6691 2020-03-11 04:31:11 68.93 96%