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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2446 | 2010-04-02 14:17:56 | 96.60 | |
| 2107 | 2010-03-26 20:00:47 | 93.21 | |
| 1961 | 2010-03-24 21:03:57 | 97.19 | |
| 1936 | 2010-03-24 18:27:04 | 73.57 | |
| 1702 | 2010-03-22 03:32:50 | 86.15 | |
| 1303 | 2010-03-15 13:10:13 | 81.12 | |
| 1290 | 2010-03-15 12:50:56 | 90.12 | |
| 688 | 2010-03-05 16:06:05 | 94.49 | |
| 610 | 2010-03-04 04:24:40 | 91.27 | |
| 365 | 2010-02-25 20:49:46 | 86.92 | |
| 323 | 2010-02-15 04:00:23 | 84.07 |