Text race history for me_irl (powderer)

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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
4820 2017-12-13 13:39:21 97.70 98%
4635 2017-09-18 07:59:38 84.08 97%
2895 2017-04-29 13:20:29 71.55 88%
2730 2017-04-18 08:35:56 82.06 97%
2586 2017-04-03 22:14:49 73.89 94%
2028 2016-01-27 15:32:22 61.29 85%
1574 2015-12-26 20:17:16 68.49 90%
131 2014-10-13 21:46:07 42.40 90%