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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6816 | 2022-09-22 14:10:07 | 101.90 | 98% |
5225 | 2021-11-29 02:28:50 | 104.72 | 98% |
4138 | 2021-07-23 19:05:21 | 83.90 | 97% |