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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1208 | 2009-08-06 14:20:25 | 41.12 | |
| 1082 | 2009-08-03 13:46:48 | 38.95 | |
| 125 | 2009-07-04 14:52:55 | 24.72 |