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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1074 | 2010-04-18 16:24:49 | 81.59 | |
| 445 | 2009-10-16 02:42:38 | 66.75 | |
| 402 | 2009-09-27 18:59:06 | 73.84 | |
| 151 | 2009-01-02 04:34:23 | 80.07 |