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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1239 | 2009-11-30 23:32:53 | 53.78 | |
| 1030 | 2009-10-30 17:11:50 | 49.86 | |
| 1003 | 2009-10-28 22:11:02 | 49.27 | |
| 392 | 2009-10-02 23:38:06 | 47.94 |