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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1375 | 2010-09-30 10:56:08 | 46.50 | |
| 840 | 2010-08-17 05:20:18 | 39.84 | |
| 548 | 2010-08-05 05:40:51 | 41.79 | |
| 398 | 2010-08-03 10:58:27 | 38.44 |