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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1321 | 2011-12-25 03:00:04 | 121.25 | 99% |
| 803 | 2008-11-06 15:56:38 | 78.36 | |
| 764 | 2008-10-29 18:20:38 | 90.34 | |
| 703 | 2008-10-24 17:39:56 | 83.23 | |
| 700 | 2008-10-24 01:40:52 | 71.35 |