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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557 | 2010-09-16 01:15:31 | 66.08 | |
549 | 2010-09-16 01:03:32 | 102.84 | |
420 | 2010-08-31 23:30:44 | 98.25 | |
53 | 2010-07-23 04:49:50 | 85.93 |