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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 858 | 2010-06-16 21:37:45 | 40.32 | |
| 317 | 2010-04-21 01:55:14 | 31.71 | |
| 289 | 2010-04-17 14:49:46 | 29.56 | |
| 32 | 2009-11-28 22:11:16 | 23.01 |