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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1216 | 2013-04-08 11:04:14 | 71.23 | 96% |
| 720 | 2009-12-27 10:15:25 | 55.72 | |
| 364 | 2009-07-04 07:06:13 | 50.34 | |
| 320 | 2009-06-30 04:32:22 | 57.00 | |
| 168 | 2009-06-22 16:31:59 | 55.58 |