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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1362 | 2012-04-29 22:23:58 | 47.31 | 95% |
| 1091 | 2011-12-25 15:30:14 | 56.26 | 97% |
| 346 | 2011-01-17 21:52:04 | 45.21 | |
| 133 | 2011-01-08 04:39:37 | 43.35 |