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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 380 | 2009-06-16 13:26:28 | 126.27 | |
| 294 | 2008-12-28 11:43:33 | 126.96 | |
| 181 | 2008-11-09 13:42:07 | 107.09 | |
| 106 | 2008-10-22 08:33:40 | 105.64 |