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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 143 | 2009-10-27 17:19:04 | 42.65 | |
| 103 | 2009-07-29 21:32:25 | 44.48 | |
| 71 | 2009-07-09 16:58:52 | 38.57 | |
| 9 | 2009-04-09 13:55:43 | 36.61 | |
| 7 | 2009-04-09 13:49:49 | 31.59 |