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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1507 | 2012-03-19 14:54:44 | 45.23 | 89% |
| 1178 | 2010-09-01 10:23:35 | 41.55 | |
| 794 | 2010-07-07 07:42:43 | 39.61 | |
| 736 | 2010-07-02 07:32:47 | 42.09 | |
| 168 | 2009-02-19 04:22:48 | 28.51 |