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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1677 | 2010-05-06 16:28:20 | 100.72 | |
| 1581 | 2009-11-17 21:10:18 | 79.62 | |
| 1464 | 2009-11-01 13:01:40 | 89.47 | |
| 918 | 2009-09-20 11:44:46 | 85.90 | |
| 184 | 2009-03-22 12:42:51 | 91.89 |