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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1188 | 2011-06-24 00:40:52 | 108.74 | 98% |
| 525 | 2008-11-14 02:42:57 | 67.42 | |
| 463 | 2008-11-05 02:10:51 | 62.33 | |
| 45 | 2008-10-15 00:49:48 | 69.25 |