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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1318 | 2014-04-17 17:50:59 | 98.70 | 98% |
| 790 | 2010-01-28 23:15:42 | 63.77 | |
| 288 | 2009-11-11 23:29:12 | 55.71 | |
| 217 | 2009-11-09 23:29:23 | 53.12 | |
| 75 | 2009-11-04 19:21:16 | 55.84 |