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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673 | 2009-09-21 20:00:05 | 97.95 | |
537 | 2009-04-06 14:02:02 | 96.89 | |
432 | 2008-11-16 03:02:25 | 92.64 |