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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1155 | 2009-05-08 22:43:21 | 55.86 | |
| 677 | 2008-10-16 15:52:42 | 58.67 | |
| 150 | 2008-08-14 01:00:32 | 47.16 | |
| 15 | 2008-08-09 00:53:08 | 46.99 |