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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 946 | 2010-04-12 09:05:40 | 63.31 | |
| 746 | 2010-02-03 16:29:43 | 55.22 | |
| 233 | 2009-05-27 08:04:10 | 49.54 | |
| 196 | 2009-05-25 09:52:10 | 43.87 |