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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1407 | 2010-11-30 12:48:33 | 70.61 | |
| 994 | 2010-03-21 18:31:44 | 71.74 | |
| 96 | 2010-02-03 16:07:57 | 59.18 |