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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1096 | 2011-04-13 22:54:52 | 72.48 | |
| 959 | 2011-01-07 22:43:25 | 66.45 | |
| 795 | 2010-09-29 23:16:54 | 71.37 | |
| 442 | 2010-05-13 20:36:00 | 63.42 |