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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1405 | 2015-02-24 02:33:24 | 87.35 | 92% |
1182 | 2015-01-09 03:37:06 | 93.86 | 95% |
588 | 2014-12-01 03:51:05 | 92.01 | 95% |