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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1033 | 2009-05-26 23:36:21 | 83.23 | |
| 928 | 2008-11-23 14:23:25 | 82.61 | |
| 908 | 2008-11-18 01:12:20 | 78.58 | |
| 747 | 2008-10-15 23:07:56 | 82.85 | |
| 3 | 2008-08-08 19:15:30 | 43.96 |