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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1107 | 2010-02-12 19:25:52 | 70.76 | |
| 1105 | 2010-02-12 19:23:34 | 63.70 | |
| 941 | 2009-04-26 15:01:04 | 72.72 | |
| 369 | 2009-02-05 21:12:54 | 62.12 | |
| 111 | 2009-01-18 16:19:57 | 49.42 |