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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602 | 2015-01-21 14:50:57 | 68.02 | 94% |
43 | 2014-12-16 12:50:45 | 63.55 | 96% |