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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2266 | 2021-04-14 16:57:30 | 102.93 | 97% |
1094 | 2020-12-22 22:44:43 | 104.18 | 97% |