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 | 2010-02-11 08:30:10 | 77.20 | |
| 994 | 2010-02-04 05:23:29 | 79.72 | |
| 447 | 2008-11-28 04:16:37 | 67.11 | |
| 444 | 2008-11-28 04:09:59 | 57.86 | |
| 205 | 2008-11-06 22:04:03 | 65.54 |