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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1016 | 2010-02-19 12:40:01 | 64.95 | |
| 832 | 2010-02-16 09:40:39 | 70.59 | |
| 716 | 2010-02-11 09:33:21 | 67.50 | |
| 703 | 2010-02-11 06:26:27 | 72.28 | |
| 191 | 2010-01-14 06:11:22 | 56.00 |