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 |
---|---|---|---|
679 | 2014-03-18 04:22:20 | 79.73 | 93% |
402 | 2014-02-26 04:04:35 | 78.23 | 93% |