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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222 | 2015-01-10 11:39:13 | 56.85 | 92% |
102 | 2014-12-23 14:30:15 | 47.94 | 89% |