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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1197 | 2011-06-23 08:12:15 | 55.06 | 90% |
| 1168 | 2011-05-17 15:11:27 | 62.57 | 94% |
| 906 | 2011-03-03 13:20:14 | 55.12 | |
| 583 | 2011-01-17 13:32:35 | 55.97 | |
| 170 | 2010-12-09 10:56:06 | 41.12 |