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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1842 | 2013-04-17 14:36:25 | 77.21 | 99% |
| 1390 | 2013-03-16 18:32:16 | 74.78 | 98% |
| 1276 | 2013-03-12 21:55:23 | 65.33 | 97% |
| 686 | 2013-02-22 14:39:47 | 73.76 | 97% |
| 572 | 2013-02-19 01:34:32 | 64.01 | 90% |
| 514 | 2013-01-23 10:31:57 | 68.81 | 97% |