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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 666 | 2011-12-13 20:27:02 | 101.41 | 94% |
| 96 | 2009-05-26 17:44:24 | 73.94 | |
| 61 | 2008-11-07 03:30:21 | 58.71 | |
| 22 | 2008-08-27 20:50:16 | 57.00 |