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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1076 | 2009-03-10 22:48:40 | 98.01 | |
| 819 | 2009-02-15 18:00:28 | 96.21 | |
| 730 | 2009-02-08 16:02:51 | 96.18 | |
| 421 | 2009-01-18 17:42:11 | 89.35 | |
| 289 | 2009-01-10 00:08:41 | 91.44 | |
| 1 | 2009-01-02 22:50:15 | 90.06 |