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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3187 | 2021-01-22 23:41:00 | 111.33 | 97% |
1874 | 2013-04-23 22:35:28 | 131.27 | 97% |
1240 | 2012-04-28 01:14:36 | 118.89 | 93% |
997 | 2009-05-27 01:24:37 | 93.07 | |
665 | 2009-05-07 23:08:46 | 115.79 | |
531 | 2009-01-02 02:31:06 | 95.45 | |
317 | 2008-12-31 22:42:28 | 91.36 |