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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1523 | 2010-01-19 19:53:59 | 64.24 | |
| 1308 | 2009-11-05 20:36:12 | 62.33 | |
| 698 | 2009-09-11 22:15:11 | 63.81 | |
| 84 | 2009-08-09 23:58:50 | 58.61 |