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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1322 | 2009-12-13 05:25:56 | 107.53 | |
| 759 | 2009-07-01 03:00:17 | 104.36 | |
| 513 | 2009-06-15 04:56:50 | 102.22 | |
| 143 | 2009-06-01 18:38:45 | 95.64 | |
| 119 | 2008-11-23 08:53:35 | 94.90 |