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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1291 | 2010-04-26 19:01:04 | 61.31 | |
| 1145 | 2009-11-28 17:03:16 | 68.64 | |
| 663 | 2009-09-12 16:10:56 | 48.69 | |
| 342 | 2008-11-14 17:03:40 | 44.16 |