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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1997 | 2014-07-19 07:33:13 | 73.21 | 99% |
| 1929 | 2014-07-18 15:04:05 | 61.35 | 97% |
| 1426 | 2013-05-01 14:07:03 | 76.03 | 99% |
| 827 | 2013-04-15 10:20:13 | 71.71 | 98% |
| 296 | 2013-03-27 13:39:04 | 51.42 | 97% |
| 288 | 2013-03-27 13:27:25 | 49.06 | 96% |