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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 893 | 2011-01-11 17:09:53 | 94.21 | |
| 782 | 2010-12-08 16:53:13 | 82.30 | |
| 651 | 2010-11-19 17:01:28 | 89.86 | |
| 529 | 2010-11-03 16:19:22 | 79.54 | |
| 8 | 2010-08-24 16:58:03 | 78.26 |