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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1402 | 2010-01-01 08:43:49 | 85.11 | |
| 810 | 2009-06-13 14:28:24 | 71.89 | |
| 637 | 2009-05-30 10:05:50 | 65.06 | |
| 594 | 2009-05-25 14:14:42 | 80.49 |