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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1212 | 2013-11-11 17:05:22 | 86.30 | 95% |
329 | 2013-09-24 16:45:21 | 70.92 | 93% |
203 | 2013-09-16 20:31:38 | 68.06 | 94% |