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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 806 | 2010-12-19 14:47:34 | 126.38 | |
| 228 | 2009-01-16 06:13:44 | 108.42 | |
| 225 | 2009-01-16 06:11:09 | 119.56 | |
| 208 | 2009-01-02 05:11:40 | 115.38 |