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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 841 | 2009-02-04 10:29:30 | 108.88 | |
| 806 | 2009-01-25 13:06:38 | 106.79 | |
| 783 | 2009-01-20 10:53:42 | 101.33 | |
| 374 | 2008-12-10 19:23:03 | 95.26 | |
| 348 | 2008-12-09 17:41:39 | 95.07 | |
| 313 | 2008-12-06 07:12:52 | 98.30 |