Text race history for moncojhr (moncojhr)

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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
2860 2013-02-27 09:04:34 85.17 97%
2438 2010-12-25 06:54:51 93.29
2245 2010-12-21 11:12:10 91.66
1342 2010-09-07 08:27:11 83.09
1212 2010-08-27 09:15:02 82.86
1170 2010-08-01 11:00:19 86.29
167 2010-07-08 10:29:51 71.68