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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 551 | 2008-12-14 23:25:20 | 47.36 | |
| 529 | 2008-12-14 22:52:48 | 46.41 | |
| 518 | 2008-12-14 22:36:22 | 46.91 | |
| 412 | 2008-12-12 22:36:17 | 47.77 | |
| 110 | 2008-12-08 01:54:05 | 36.24 | |
| 50 | 2008-12-07 23:50:25 | 38.71 | |
| 4 | 2008-12-07 21:30:45 | 29.31 |