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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 746 | 2010-10-11 07:44:03 | 130.30 | |
| 681 | 2010-10-04 13:53:52 | 128.65 | |
| 469 | 2010-09-29 11:42:10 | 135.06 | |
| 68 | 2010-09-18 16:40:46 | 121.62 |