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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807 | 2013-04-25 13:13:33 | 61.29 | 87% |
172 | 2009-02-24 08:56:10 | 46.43 | |
163 | 2009-02-24 08:42:52 | 42.25 |