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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 755 | 2010-03-19 11:42:28 | 63.98 | |
| 603 | 2010-01-31 01:29:39 | 48.93 | |
| 346 | 2009-06-16 11:41:27 | 44.79 | |
| 133 | 2009-03-24 16:12:56 | 31.12 |