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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1036 | 2008-12-18 03:50:21 | 123.16 | |
| 998 | 2008-11-15 21:29:46 | 128.89 | |
| 953 | 2008-11-09 12:48:09 | 102.22 | |
| 767 | 2008-10-25 17:29:03 | 119.84 | |
| 713 | 2008-10-17 17:18:29 | 115.11 | |
| 620 | 2008-10-13 20:33:24 | 138.44 | |
| 370 | 2008-10-04 14:06:02 | 100.60 |