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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1446 | 2012-04-06 10:24:19 | 66.72 | 95% |
1317 | 2010-03-02 16:58:50 | 69.66 | |
508 | 2009-05-13 07:14:26 | 70.77 |