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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 764 | 2009-09-09 17:51:28 | 48.36 | |
| 496 | 2009-03-12 16:15:22 | 52.13 | |
| 445 | 2009-03-10 18:20:35 | 47.40 | |
| 16 | 2008-09-19 01:27:56 | 31.50 |