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 |
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1085 | 2017-04-26 12:29:49 | 101.50 | 98% |
315 | 2017-03-26 01:17:41 | 86.52 | 97% |