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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2294 | 2010-08-09 20:27:52 | 105.07 | |
| 2189 | 2010-06-20 20:29:22 | 111.92 | |
| 1985 | 2010-06-12 15:34:12 | 98.01 | |
| 1616 | 2010-05-29 17:01:11 | 116.20 | |
| 1479 | 2010-05-13 15:06:54 | 91.67 | |
| 1026 | 2010-05-02 15:53:04 | 101.03 | |
| 782 | 2010-04-22 17:45:18 | 104.74 | |
| 536 | 2009-02-28 16:03:55 | 83.08 |