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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294 | 2012-01-31 07:11:08 | 59.34 | 95% |
99 | 2011-11-01 19:59:40 | 40.22 | 89% |