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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 345 | 2012-07-08 22:45:30 | 84.41 | 97% |
| 163 | 2009-10-31 17:57:43 | 84.90 | |
| 141 | 2009-10-17 23:53:16 | 71.77 | |
| 36 | 2009-06-07 16:24:56 | 63.94 | |
| 28 | 2009-06-07 04:18:13 | 57.48 |