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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1115 | 2009-09-19 13:34:07 | 55.13 | |
| 1034 | 2009-09-08 17:17:45 | 53.69 | |
| 834 | 2009-09-04 16:39:05 | 52.74 | |
| 447 | 2009-08-22 11:07:35 | 51.55 | |
| 380 | 2009-08-20 08:11:10 | 54.14 | |
| 260 | 2009-08-17 08:05:06 | 50.73 |