Text race history for Justin (justinngordon)

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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
2790 2014-01-04 15:28:20 86.64 94%
2685 2014-01-01 16:30:21 98.69 98%
1710 2013-09-23 21:23:17 95.04 95%
1629 2013-09-21 20:28:47 96.37 96%
1286 2013-09-13 08:55:21 82.71 91%
1133 2013-09-06 02:01:21 97.89 99%
564 2013-08-15 02:29:37 93.92 95%
344 2013-05-25 23:04:28 82.77 95%