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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1808 | 2011-02-25 17:53:27 | 35.04 | |
| 1647 | 2011-01-11 18:36:56 | 36.31 | |
| 1113 | 2010-09-14 17:23:56 | 31.76 |