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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2367 | 2009-11-13 19:25:16 | 90.85 | |
| 2341 | 2009-11-13 18:55:23 | 85.91 | |
| 1424 | 2009-10-13 19:32:48 | 77.65 | |
| 709 | 2009-09-18 19:13:08 | 86.56 | |
| 514 | 2009-09-17 16:04:05 | 81.27 | |
| 227 | 2009-09-14 15:44:29 | 86.35 |