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.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 781 | 2009-06-04 18:01:41 | 31.61 | |
| 391 | 2009-04-24 17:27:32 | 25.80 | |
| 2 | 2009-03-10 09:20:11 | 18.30 |