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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2672 | 2011-01-28 09:26:27 | 36.14 | |
| 2609 | 2010-10-06 03:24:18 | 38.56 | |
| 2224 | 2010-09-13 04:37:03 | 38.71 | |
| 1486 | 2010-08-26 09:07:30 | 35.04 |