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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1791 | 2011-02-19 22:13:21 | 82.98 | |
| 124 | 2010-11-21 16:35:08 | 66.41 | |
| 58 | 2010-11-20 04:41:19 | 72.65 |