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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1439 | 2010-06-27 00:16:21 | 77.46 | |
| 1360 | 2010-06-17 22:14:54 | 68.23 | |
| 852 | 2010-05-03 22:10:30 | 75.53 | |
| 664 | 2010-04-29 15:29:40 | 72.32 | |
| 434 | 2010-04-25 11:12:33 | 58.91 | |
| 104 | 2010-04-19 21:00:12 | 62.50 |