Text race history for Jenny (jennypooh)

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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
2503 2013-02-03 04:31:46 120.39 100%
1888 2012-12-27 23:57:19 96.22 96%
1882 2012-12-27 23:51:01 95.52 99%
1721 2012-03-04 22:40:22 97.75 95%
1362 2011-04-02 17:49:44 111.78
714 2010-12-29 18:12:59 101.32
312 2010-12-27 00:58:01 94.40