Text race history for Matt (mattdarich)

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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
2914 2023-06-24 08:47:40 94.08 99%
2777 2022-02-17 02:38:24 98.70 99%
2686 2020-08-11 17:01:12 91.20 99%
1664 2016-11-04 18:45:40 78.54 95%
1588 2016-10-15 21:10:46 80.69 96%
1078 2016-06-17 23:43:29 67.15 96%