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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1788 | 2011-02-16 17:03:42 | 60.16 | |
| 1566 | 2011-01-30 12:55:17 | 59.17 | |
| 945 | 2010-12-28 16:31:33 | 47.62 | |
| 285 | 2010-12-18 17:57:14 | 30.94 | |
| 267 | 2010-12-17 17:02:13 | 31.24 | |
| 215 | 2010-12-14 16:07:17 | 39.05 |