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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 863 | 2009-06-30 15:44:41 | 91.13 | |
| 663 | 2009-06-27 21:38:51 | 99.19 | |
| 491 | 2009-06-25 01:25:34 | 90.62 | |
| 398 | 2009-06-23 19:22:21 | 79.53 | |
| 352 | 2009-05-17 23:49:35 | 106.35 | |
| 105 | 2009-02-15 16:15:41 | 94.76 | |
| 90 | 2009-02-15 15:58:14 | 82.44 |