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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2441 | 2011-10-05 21:07:37 | 50.63 | 94% |
| 2384 | 2011-10-04 19:28:42 | 54.39 | 95% |
| 1436 | 2011-07-07 01:45:15 | 46.51 | 94% |
| 1065 | 2011-02-23 04:00:43 | 44.13 | |
| 815 | 2011-02-19 03:43:08 | 48.88 | |
| 241 | 2010-11-08 23:54:24 | 36.56 |