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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1948 | 2022-02-22 07:33:09 | 59.91 | 95% |
1668 | 2022-02-19 04:04:05 | 57.49 | 94% |