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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956 | 2023-04-29 22:23:44 | 57.89 | 95% |
713 | 2022-11-27 21:44:09 | 51.58 | 97% |