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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 414 | 2010-06-03 22:10:10 | 71.56 | |
| 207 | 2010-05-28 15:37:10 | 56.55 | |
| 96 | 2010-05-24 22:19:31 | 66.99 |