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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 932 | 2009-08-12 10:01:41 | 56.46 | |
| 882 | 2009-07-27 11:30:09 | 61.89 | |
| 827 | 2009-07-25 17:45:30 | 60.42 | |
| 755 | 2009-02-15 17:33:19 | 56.28 | |
| 611 | 2008-09-18 18:47:16 | 52.74 | |
| 423 | 2008-08-27 20:41:29 | 43.57 |