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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618 | 2013-03-30 17:08:48 | 58.13 | 97% |
473 | 2013-03-26 19:10:10 | 56.84 | 95% |