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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2678 | 2010-02-02 16:36:51 | 100.43 | |
| 2175 | 2009-12-04 15:51:00 | 112.11 | |
| 2023 | 2009-07-27 13:23:44 | 104.89 | |
| 1896 | 2009-07-02 19:35:59 | 98.88 | |
| 1736 | 2009-06-26 19:02:35 | 97.45 |