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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2412 | 2022-12-24 08:25:25 | 108.92 | 97% |
1752 | 2022-09-13 12:11:15 | 104.89 | 97% |
219 | 2016-02-21 09:14:52 | 68.05 | 93% |