Text race history for anand (touch_anand)

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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
1342 2013-06-29 13:19:57 69.64 93%
1303 2013-06-24 19:45:45 56.16 93%
1191 2013-05-17 20:55:46 63.51 94%
899 2013-02-14 16:45:06 52.54 90%
627 2012-12-30 08:29:11 54.36 95%
397 2012-07-16 11:25:56 50.04 95%