Text race history for Rocket (rrocketla)

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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
2335 2010-12-27 21:25:42 60.75
1897 2010-10-30 12:03:35 74.48
1896 2010-10-30 12:00:39 76.73
956 2008-11-22 13:12:07 56.70
728 2008-11-09 14:09:33 60.96
421 2008-10-17 21:42:04 56.87
175 2008-10-03 03:00:11 49.50
84 2008-09-26 23:28:01 57.77
73 2008-09-26 01:42:08 54.54