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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 317 | 2011-03-31 14:27:40 | 113.90 | |
| 234 | 2010-02-21 14:05:47 | 96.89 | |
| 175 | 2009-12-20 12:44:33 | 96.54 | |
| 153 | 2009-09-11 01:04:57 | 110.31 |