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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1010 | 2021-08-11 18:16:03 | 98.69 | 99% |
395 | 2021-08-03 13:23:14 | 101.82 | 98% |