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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 177 | 2009-06-18 06:06:35 | 31.58 | |
| 176 | 2009-06-18 06:02:46 | 34.81 | |
| 27 | 2009-04-17 03:57:01 | 26.42 |