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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1541 | 2010-11-03 10:10:19 | 51.00 | |
| 1138 | 2010-10-05 02:38:18 | 48.16 | |
| 364 | 2010-03-29 15:47:51 | 42.58 | |
| 145 | 2009-09-04 04:35:07 | 38.53 |