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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1006 | 2012-04-07 16:31:26 | 59.49 | 91% |
| 769 | 2009-09-02 15:44:24 | 61.79 | |
| 605 | 2009-07-04 11:10:38 | 66.96 | |
| 454 | 2009-06-19 11:34:04 | 58.95 | |
| 359 | 2009-06-10 06:29:49 | 58.17 |