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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1232 | 2012-04-22 22:50:01 | 59.62 | 92% |
| 1166 | 2012-04-21 16:09:11 | 58.58 | 96% |
| 1003 | 2012-04-18 21:56:37 | 59.23 | 96% |
| 959 | 2012-04-18 17:47:39 | 55.78 | 94% |
| 819 | 2012-04-17 08:37:00 | 56.75 | 94% |
| 188 | 2012-04-06 16:21:20 | 33.53 | 94% |
| 110 | 2012-04-06 03:16:41 | 31.11 | 93% |