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 |
---|---|---|---|
3880 | 2014-09-30 11:53:18 | 145.14 | 96% |
3693 | 2014-09-13 15:24:18 | 153.35 | 98% |
3587 | 2014-07-06 13:28:13 | 157.52 | 100% |
3228 | 2012-02-20 16:39:12 | 136.21 | 97% |
2027 | 2011-06-01 03:35:42 | 153.75 | 99% |
1881 | 2011-05-25 16:45:28 | 156.58 | 100% |
1419 | 2011-02-14 18:03:33 | 145.18 |