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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1233 | 2009-07-05 07:55:56 | 58.30 | |
| 1066 | 2009-06-16 04:17:47 | 48.83 | |
| 992 | 2009-06-07 17:30:29 | 51.21 | |
| 891 | 2009-04-28 08:45:40 | 51.58 | |
| 358 | 2009-02-03 15:16:34 | 42.12 | |
| 186 | 2009-01-25 03:40:34 | 41.53 | |
| 176 | 2009-01-24 16:02:06 | 41.42 |