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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1397 | 2013-09-20 02:42:29 | 103.85 | 98% |
| 509 | 2013-05-28 15:19:35 | 81.66 | 93% |
| 449 | 2013-05-21 15:42:50 | 80.48 | 93% |
| 238 | 2013-05-09 15:36:10 | 74.12 | 95% |
| 71 | 2011-05-23 15:16:40 | 76.61 | 93% |