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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1120 | 2012-07-26 15:29:26 | 86.17 | 97% |
| 1068 | 2012-07-25 13:14:37 | 80.04 | 94% |
| 1032 | 2012-07-25 02:09:45 | 71.29 | 94% |
| 922 | 2012-07-20 08:28:01 | 81.91 | 94% |
| 773 | 2012-04-05 12:54:58 | 63.08 | 91% |
| 644 | 2011-11-28 09:29:32 | 58.79 | 93% |
| 348 | 2011-09-21 09:28:07 | 41.39 | 90% |
| 321 | 2011-09-17 07:20:19 | 40.61 | 92% |