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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3913 | 2021-06-21 23:06:52 | 196.65 | 99% |
3066 | 2021-06-03 05:56:08 | 188.45 | 100% |
372 | 2021-04-17 18:14:16 | 161.22 | 99% |