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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1184 | 2016-04-15 22:27:12 | 65.15 | 93% |
353 | 2012-11-14 20:23:03 | 38.17 | 84% |
237 | 2012-03-15 19:12:52 | 36.51 | 91% |