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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1491 | 2010-03-22 22:22:24 | 115.82 | |
| 1209 | 2009-07-08 08:53:24 | 107.52 | |
| 739 | 2009-05-15 05:19:36 | 126.59 | |
| 354 | 2009-02-13 00:29:42 | 110.22 |