Text race history for long bus (sealegs)

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I suffered no pain, my hunger had taken the edge off; instead I felt pleasantly empty, untouched by everything around me and happy to be unseen by all. I put my legs up on the bench and leaned back, the best way to feel the true well-being of seclusion. There wasn't a cloud in my mind, nor did I feel any discomfort, and I hadn't a single unfulfilled desire or craving as far as my thought could reach. I lay with open eyes in a state of utter absence from myself and felt deliciously out of it.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
2451 2018-02-19 18:28:04 101.32 98%
2234 2018-01-06 14:52:21 105.13 98%