Text race history for Gilberlan (gilberlan1)

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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
3390 2013-08-09 16:31:14 81.71 93%
2938 2013-06-29 13:19:58 68.14 95%
2493 2013-06-13 14:05:12 77.18 92%
1992 2013-04-28 14:08:46 75.20 92%
1825 2013-04-22 13:59:20 78.69 95%
1028 2012-02-25 23:16:56 54.38 85%
938 2012-02-21 18:36:24 48.97 93%
444 2012-01-22 20:25:36 65.16 96%