Text race history for Vera (vera12)

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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
2656 2011-05-24 14:17:26 70.16 95%
2548 2011-04-25 12:45:37 71.97
2501 2011-02-01 16:10:02 68.39
2265 2010-12-18 18:02:57 72.85
2144 2010-12-04 10:55:06 63.94
2103 2010-12-01 21:28:28 61.04
1969 2010-10-27 09:39:58 63.30
1762 2010-10-12 16:38:53 58.64
5 2010-07-28 06:21:39 48.30