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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1069 | 2011-11-15 11:41:01 | 71.61 | 99% |
| 721 | 2010-04-06 12:49:56 | 62.26 | |
| 641 | 2009-12-08 12:21:05 | 49.12 | |
| 117 | 2009-10-18 12:46:58 | 62.15 |