Text race history for Jay (anond)

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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
1588 2010-08-09 02:38:55 77.99
1250 2010-03-02 23:06:31 97.77
1168 2009-12-25 17:28:55 86.32
704 2009-09-12 04:35:43 93.67
500 2009-07-19 06:07:02 73.47
304 2009-03-06 04:46:03 71.84
258 2009-02-28 03:38:43 48.47
231 2009-02-25 15:02:56 83.94