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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2135 | 2013-03-31 18:53:21 | 98.90 | 92% |
| 2030 | 2013-03-31 13:58:19 | 93.54 | 91% |
| 1824 | 2013-03-30 12:36:03 | 101.09 | 93% |
| 1268 | 2013-03-13 09:05:21 | 97.93 | 92% |
| 1251 | 2013-03-13 08:50:07 | 87.28 | 91% |
| 946 | 2013-03-08 21:14:09 | 105.70 | 95% |
| 98 | 2013-02-27 14:19:28 | 89.23 | 88% |