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 |
---|---|---|---|
3002 | 2014-08-04 10:02:59 | 67.32 | 94% |
2964 | 2014-08-02 14:40:56 | 75.84 | 96% |
2502 | 2014-06-30 06:04:11 | 75.91 | 99% |
2480 | 2014-06-28 10:51:15 | 69.80 | 97% |
2223 | 2013-04-17 05:03:54 | 61.57 | 90% |