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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 970 | 2009-02-24 13:51:18 | 102.54 | |
| 773 | 2009-02-13 11:01:06 | 97.73 | |
| 411 | 2009-01-22 05:50:48 | 94.55 | |
| 312 | 2009-01-19 11:11:30 | 104.93 |