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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1409 | 2011-03-27 14:14:51 | 50.12 | |
| 1223 | 2011-02-22 12:16:58 | 50.45 | |
| 1076 | 2010-08-19 18:18:50 | 46.99 | |
| 1064 | 2010-08-16 09:25:30 | 48.28 | |
| 433 | 2010-04-25 14:41:34 | 38.32 |