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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398 | 2014-08-04 17:05:27 | 40.26 | 91% |
226 | 2014-07-30 12:50:13 | 44.39 | 93% |