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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1631 | 2011-11-29 06:23:50 | 63.94 | 94% |
| 1334 | 2010-10-17 04:43:13 | 55.14 | |
| 181 | 2010-04-06 16:41:29 | 31.80 |