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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1061 | 2011-01-08 21:22:32 | 35.85 | |
| 864 | 2010-12-28 13:09:57 | 35.48 | |
| 676 | 2010-12-14 20:30:31 | 33.94 | |
| 411 | 2010-11-10 23:23:54 | 32.26 | |
| 169 | 2010-10-30 12:05:24 | 26.77 |