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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13027 | 2023-05-03 15:48:48 | 108.00 | 98% |
10749 | 2023-02-12 05:43:14 | 110.31 | 97% |
3492 | 2022-07-15 22:31:57 | 109.53 | 98% |
2666 | 2022-06-30 02:40:51 | 90.04 | 95% |
909 | 2022-03-16 06:07:56 | 73.49 | 96% |