Text race history for Jay (rabidgoose)

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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
1071 2015-06-09 12:20:33 80.97 92%
961 2015-05-16 11:32:59 73.11 88%
829 2015-04-24 08:13:34 75.91 94%
799 2015-04-24 06:12:39 78.39 92%
542 2013-12-11 12:22:41 78.80 89%
415 2013-11-14 16:30:17 82.82 91%
413 2013-11-14 16:28:06 74.79 89%
152 2013-10-25 17:31:30 72.29 89%