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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 634 | 2010-12-09 13:29:20 | 105.01 | |
| 289 | 2009-03-12 20:40:06 | 104.00 | |
| 119 | 2009-03-06 02:07:48 | 107.92 | |
| 102 | 2009-03-06 01:09:55 | 109.24 |