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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1277 | 2010-10-05 13:43:35 | 106.76 | |
| 785 | 2010-09-13 14:24:49 | 107.39 | |
| 743 | 2010-09-11 13:34:39 | 113.96 | |
| 449 | 2010-09-01 14:57:21 | 105.52 |