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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1204 | 2010-05-31 06:29:52 | 113.55 | |
| 687 | 2009-03-15 18:48:55 | 106.95 | |
| 637 | 2009-03-09 06:40:51 | 107.87 | |
| 311 | 2008-12-31 02:14:23 | 111.42 |