Text race history for Megan (mal2012)

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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
1512 2015-04-14 17:55:24 93.17 96%
1422 2012-11-22 06:14:11 76.11 92%
1404 2012-10-16 04:28:18 87.54 97%
1229 2011-02-26 05:40:28 84.67
1107 2010-09-15 18:14:59 90.43
746 2010-06-14 14:45:20 76.62
724 2010-03-02 02:16:13 80.88
235 2009-10-08 02:37:06 71.05