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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1346 | 2009-08-28 22:38:17 | 46.10 | |
| 1285 | 2009-08-28 18:36:33 | 46.82 | |
| 820 | 2009-08-23 22:18:09 | 38.73 | |
| 733 | 2009-08-23 18:53:38 | 42.98 | |
| 407 | 2009-08-19 17:01:49 | 35.78 | |
| 47 | 2009-08-17 02:41:31 | 32.66 |