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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 999 | 2010-10-14 13:59:04 | 61.38 | |
| 672 | 2010-08-27 15:23:05 | 57.11 | |
| 581 | 2010-08-19 14:47:56 | 58.74 | |
| 468 | 2010-08-16 19:31:47 | 62.65 |