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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1037 | 2011-02-02 10:16:57 | 76.70 | |
| 924 | 2011-01-21 13:46:45 | 76.25 | |
| 388 | 2010-12-16 03:34:29 | 59.76 |