Text race history for 💉 (milan_)

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There is no pain, you are receding. A distant ship smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying. When I was a child, I had a fever. My hands felt just like two balloons. Now I've got that feeling once again. I can't explain you will not understand. This is not how I am.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
11547 2022-02-02 21:14:00 141.69 99%
7532 2018-10-04 03:11:23 128.14 98%
7316 2018-09-18 15:02:23 147.35 99%
6953 2018-06-27 18:56:30 132.10 99%
4734 2018-02-25 19:21:20 127.40 98%
2917 2017-12-03 21:20:07 117.98 97%
2331 2017-11-24 18:29:17 120.61 98%