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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 867 | 2011-07-04 22:07:19 | 40.42 | 88% |
| 775 | 2011-03-24 23:15:25 | 55.24 | |
| 606 | 2011-02-25 04:20:04 | 47.38 | |
| 172 | 2010-12-06 22:15:37 | 35.18 |