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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1460 | 2009-05-04 08:19:38 | 118.26 | |
| 1449 | 2009-05-01 03:41:00 | 116.41 | |
| 1261 | 2009-04-26 06:13:12 | 122.18 | |
| 915 | 2009-04-22 04:16:58 | 104.84 | |
| 629 | 2009-04-11 08:07:58 | 110.24 | |
| 309 | 2009-04-05 04:40:43 | 107.70 | |
| 144 | 2009-04-04 05:39:15 | 113.38 | |
| 15 | 2009-04-03 07:19:58 | 97.42 |