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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3423 | 2010-09-26 19:38:48 | 38.34 | |
| 3407 | 2010-09-26 18:45:33 | 42.10 | |
| 2602 | 2010-08-13 02:01:57 | 43.22 | |
| 1860 | 2010-07-16 18:14:00 | 33.84 | |
| 1759 | 2010-07-14 04:10:43 | 39.51 |