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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 947 | 2008-11-02 20:10:05 | 87.51 | |
| 675 | 2008-10-24 01:00:15 | 83.61 | |
| 478 | 2008-10-19 19:16:40 | 90.68 | |
| 379 | 2008-10-14 16:58:23 | 84.70 | |
| 358 | 2008-10-12 18:22:06 | 82.35 | |
| 218 | 2008-10-10 15:35:56 | 76.95 |