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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 881 | 2011-02-01 11:27:40 | 53.92 | |
| 688 | 2010-12-31 10:06:35 | 52.84 | |
| 495 | 2010-12-07 17:09:59 | 51.42 | |
| 293 | 2010-07-04 10:34:39 | 32.43 |