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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1188 | 2010-11-23 06:41:57 | 53.00 | |
| 1114 | 2010-11-16 22:37:49 | 58.42 | |
| 610 | 2010-10-01 22:20:28 | 44.15 | |
| 29 | 2010-08-28 21:57:12 | 34.67 |