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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1689 | 2009-11-25 03:03:17 | 86.76 | |
| 1655 | 2009-11-24 06:12:20 | 86.03 | |
| 1159 | 2009-10-18 05:54:15 | 88.77 | |
| 1046 | 2009-10-15 05:03:42 | 94.32 | |
| 938 | 2009-10-12 05:38:38 | 87.17 | |
| 935 | 2009-10-12 05:34:18 | 84.08 | |
| 702 | 2009-10-06 11:01:53 | 78.97 | |
| 559 | 2009-10-02 09:25:44 | 80.80 |