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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1102 | 2010-11-19 02:48:38 | 60.48 | |
| 975 | 2010-11-09 21:24:01 | 58.96 | |
| 443 | 2010-09-30 20:00:22 | 59.12 | |
| 369 | 2010-09-28 11:11:27 | 55.91 | |
| 94 | 2010-04-26 22:28:16 | 48.06 | |
| 60 | 2010-04-25 19:52:23 | 50.38 |