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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513 | 2016-08-12 04:06:33 | 129.36 | 98% |
511 | 2016-08-11 06:47:45 | 129.22 | 98% |
177 | 2015-05-06 07:17:48 | 124.63 | 99% |