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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 933 | 2009-10-25 23:12:22 | 48.33 | |
| 818 | 2009-10-09 20:10:02 | 39.00 | |
| 615 | 2009-09-27 21:18:07 | 42.94 | |
| 419 | 2009-09-26 17:39:53 | 34.71 | |
| 218 | 2009-09-24 01:41:34 | 38.26 |