Text race history for Santosh (santa_rocks)

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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
2045 2011-12-15 08:55:10 65.38 97%
1787 2010-07-25 10:36:34 59.97
1546 2010-05-04 06:52:25 52.77
1486 2010-03-22 16:59:25 58.33
1389 2010-03-13 10:46:43 61.39
1220 2009-11-15 08:15:59 54.57
832 2009-07-14 18:08:45 51.62
734 2009-06-21 11:05:50 59.15
657 2009-06-20 05:32:34 59.63
626 2009-06-19 08:38:18 55.33
319 2009-05-30 20:43:43 35.64