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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1764 | 2011-01-04 14:16:51 | 78.20 | |
| 1031 | 2010-12-29 12:43:59 | 72.25 | |
| 964 | 2010-12-28 19:31:26 | 73.11 | |
| 780 | 2010-12-27 13:26:04 | 68.80 | |
| 691 | 2010-12-26 16:48:02 | 71.35 | |
| 343 | 2010-12-21 15:47:51 | 77.36 | |
| 294 | 2010-12-21 12:59:16 | 79.19 |