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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1485 | 2011-12-08 03:17:40 | 68.21 | 95% |
| 1464 | 2011-12-07 10:59:21 | 65.88 | 92% |
| 363 | 2010-06-17 02:17:46 | 58.49 |