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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1183 | 2010-01-04 22:39:24 | 44.93 | |
| 1102 | 2009-12-28 22:42:13 | 42.28 | |
| 965 | 2009-12-18 18:48:18 | 49.48 | |
| 342 | 2009-11-10 17:04:18 | 35.92 |