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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1868 | 2010-12-27 09:21:11 | 48.34 | |
| 1733 | 2010-12-22 06:25:46 | 48.90 | |
| 1719 | 2010-12-20 09:16:25 | 48.85 | |
| 1087 | 2010-11-26 02:37:01 | 35.90 | |
| 1086 | 2010-11-25 09:53:27 | 34.82 | |
| 947 | 2010-11-24 07:32:18 | 37.45 | |
| 633 | 2010-11-16 09:11:29 | 37.14 |