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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1470 | 2009-05-27 13:28:30 | 92.53 | |
| 1381 | 2009-05-18 13:25:26 | 102.44 | |
| 1225 | 2009-05-05 12:51:56 | 81.23 | |
| 1186 | 2009-05-04 13:38:55 | 101.94 | |
| 985 | 2009-04-17 14:06:11 | 102.11 | |
| 463 | 2009-03-11 13:34:35 | 103.12 | |
| 141 | 2009-02-19 12:43:04 | 89.24 |