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 |
---|---|---|---|
882 | 2009-03-22 17:13:22 | 38.12 | |
843 | 2009-03-17 03:07:03 | 39.41 | |
827 | 2009-03-15 03:40:42 | 44.06 | |
453 | 2008-09-29 05:10:08 | 38.57 | |
382 | 2008-09-24 03:26:04 | 33.98 | |
125 | 2008-08-21 01:06:58 | 34.02 | |
107 | 2008-08-20 01:54:41 | 34.24 | |
24 | 2008-08-13 22:24:47 | 37.29 |