Text race history for Manmit (manny_the_potato)

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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
14898 2022-07-03 08:28:42 84.95 97%
13947 2022-02-15 11:55:22 92.10 98%
11451 2021-11-14 13:36:47 74.13 96%
8460 2021-04-27 17:08:28 74.51 97%
8251 2021-04-22 16:56:08 80.01 96%
5740 2020-04-03 00:19:53 74.22 96%
1474 2019-09-08 14:39:30 64.80 96%