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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1409 | 2009-03-31 06:46:12 | 58.87 | |
| 957 | 2009-03-21 04:54:58 | 48.01 | |
| 790 | 2009-03-16 04:34:42 | 54.05 | |
| 736 | 2009-03-15 15:06:48 | 45.63 | |
| 724 | 2009-03-15 14:46:58 | 51.46 | |
| 642 | 2009-03-15 05:45:37 | 46.46 | |
| 442 | 2009-03-09 12:03:13 | 54.30 | |
| 130 | 2009-03-03 12:34:38 | 40.76 | |
| 96 | 2009-02-26 12:00:26 | 43.80 |