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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1333 | 2010-11-03 20:15:06 | 62.84 | |
| 1053 | 2010-08-26 21:04:12 | 60.67 | |
| 1020 | 2010-08-25 10:51:38 | 54.18 | |
| 838 | 2010-08-20 21:41:26 | 52.18 |