Text race history for Slack (slack)

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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
2343 2016-12-12 09:44:08 79.70 94%
1147 2014-12-17 07:51:49 75.19 95%
933 2014-12-13 13:34:24 79.81 96%
900 2014-12-13 04:51:55 80.27 95%
476 2014-11-30 09:45:18 76.51 95%
474 2014-11-30 09:43:01 76.91 96%
388 2014-11-30 06:42:58 69.00 92%
204 2014-11-28 07:46:53 86.12 99%