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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1758 | 2011-03-04 15:14:26 | 47.82 | |
| 1736 | 2011-03-03 15:56:02 | 51.31 | |
| 1571 | 2011-02-01 15:20:30 | 49.33 | |
| 1252 | 2011-01-10 15:34:43 | 48.11 | |
| 641 | 2010-10-19 15:46:13 | 39.62 | |
| 507 | 2010-10-06 15:35:33 | 40.66 | |
| 199 | 2010-06-03 15:17:40 | 27.25 |