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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2932 | 2011-03-12 18:48:27 | 68.30 | |
| 2434 | 2010-12-27 16:23:12 | 65.16 | |
| 2228 | 2010-12-13 04:46:51 | 57.68 | |
| 1816 | 2010-11-27 22:17:41 | 56.06 | |
| 732 | 2010-08-27 16:32:55 | 48.62 |