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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 807 | 2011-05-26 20:20:46 | 92.05 | 96% |
| 769 | 2011-05-18 20:49:47 | 83.00 | 93% |
| 757 | 2011-05-12 19:24:22 | 90.84 | 94% |
| 190 | 2011-03-18 23:18:42 | 75.90 | |
| 136 | 2010-07-01 21:51:13 | 73.15 |