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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1278 | 2009-07-22 19:32:49 | 62.37 | |
| 1184 | 2009-05-23 18:41:19 | 57.07 | |
| 970 | 2009-04-04 21:20:33 | 40.19 | |
| 951 | 2009-04-04 12:09:45 | 48.87 | |
| 391 | 2009-02-27 21:21:33 | 48.72 | |
| 351 | 2009-02-26 11:53:06 | 48.19 | |
| 291 | 2009-02-25 00:36:05 | 49.31 | |
| 222 | 2009-02-24 21:48:44 | 44.37 | |
| 72 | 2009-02-19 21:31:56 | 50.93 |