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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 754 | 2010-04-03 17:46:57 | 90.40 | |
| 733 | 2010-02-17 08:22:17 | 89.14 | |
| 287 | 2009-11-26 21:11:09 | 94.19 | |
| 1 | 2008-11-19 05:03:48 | 77.45 |