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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1033 | 2011-04-21 13:41:52 | 59.87 | |
| 964 | 2011-04-19 15:14:01 | 33.82 | |
| 811 | 2011-04-17 03:30:57 | 41.43 | |
| 469 | 2011-03-13 15:40:07 | 34.05 |