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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1064 | 2010-10-12 03:37:46 | 46.06 | |
| 650 | 2010-10-05 13:40:28 | 51.93 | |
| 189 | 2010-09-24 03:42:00 | 47.70 |