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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1378 | 2011-03-22 15:49:26 | 93.23 | |
| 1339 | 2011-03-22 14:03:27 | 102.48 | |
| 693 | 2011-03-07 21:32:41 | 88.40 | |
| 647 | 2011-03-07 20:39:55 | 81.57 | |
| 563 | 2011-03-07 16:41:58 | 92.74 | |
| 447 | 2011-03-03 17:58:11 | 85.03 |