Text race history for LARISSA (1912)
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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.
| Game |
Time |
WPM |
Accuracy |
| 28 |
2011-03-26 05:51:57 |
19.24 |
|
| 19 |
2011-03-26 05:36:18 |
25.13 |
|