Text race history for J (irocamora)

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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
17077 2021-03-24 16:32:25 68.43 98%
9148 2020-07-19 23:26:28 68.70 99%
3488 2014-02-21 20:22:48 77.49 95%
2573 2013-02-07 10:04:19 33.19 96%
2183 2012-05-19 00:31:04 66.58 98%
1399 2012-01-31 18:50:58 66.07 97%
1112 2011-12-27 16:11:36 52.48 93%
525 2011-10-21 11:47:07 61.29 96%
524 2011-10-21 11:45:24 60.31 97%
191 2011-09-29 14:22:31 57.47 97%