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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1556 | 2010-05-12 15:37:58 | 85.16 | |
| 1044 | 2010-02-18 22:31:28 | 77.33 | |
| 452 | 2009-10-08 20:28:21 | 70.37 |