Text race history for Tao (litao91)

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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
4144 2022-12-20 10:16:19 82.75 97%
1451 2016-07-10 06:37:51 78.36 93%
1346 2016-04-17 09:33:14 72.13 90%
1204 2015-12-14 05:08:40 79.17 92%
904 2015-06-12 10:39:28 78.41 96%
509 2014-12-09 02:42:33 78.34 93%
80 2014-03-17 11:34:07 83.50 96%