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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28798 | 2023-09-04 08:09:25 | 133.58 | 97% |
28478 | 2023-09-04 04:49:38 | 177.32 | 99% |
19689 | 2022-10-27 01:08:27 | 148.06 | 99% |
18579 | 2022-10-25 20:54:28 | 137.01 | 98% |
10725 | 2020-12-22 05:18:00 | 171.95 | 99% |
6241 | 2020-08-28 16:53:51 | 163.52 | 99% |