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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2877 | 2010-12-03 21:16:34 | 96.74 | |
| 2396 | 2010-09-11 20:29:32 | 90.33 | |
| 2185 | 2010-08-11 18:47:07 | 91.41 | |
| 2096 | 2010-08-03 20:39:04 | 92.96 | |
| 1393 | 2010-02-18 13:53:33 | 90.53 | |
| 987 | 2010-01-22 21:33:46 | 94.76 |