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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 998 | 2010-01-23 01:19:01 | 79.25 | |
| 836 | 2009-12-27 04:17:56 | 91.18 | |
| 832 | 2009-12-27 04:14:34 | 82.65 | |
| 600 | 2009-08-22 19:56:08 | 68.34 |