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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3710 | 2010-09-29 08:11:32 | 99.00 | |
| 2633 | 2010-08-15 07:12:07 | 85.61 | |
| 1582 | 2010-07-17 10:22:07 | 79.08 | |
| 584 | 2010-06-15 07:35:11 | 77.01 | |
| 66 | 2010-05-23 02:19:43 | 56.85 |