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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 809 | 2010-11-07 13:18:48 | 60.48 | |
| 608 | 2010-01-28 13:03:23 | 66.43 | |
| 463 | 2009-10-28 20:19:57 | 64.43 | |
| 229 | 2009-09-03 12:52:18 | 59.57 | |
| 166 | 2009-08-25 12:47:19 | 57.32 | |
| 8 | 2009-07-28 03:44:45 | 51.76 |