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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1538 | 2012-03-21 11:22:44 | 76.95 | 99% |
| 1521 | 2012-02-21 19:38:14 | 69.50 | 96% |
| 1052 | 2011-09-25 17:19:17 | 79.32 | 98% |
| 993 | 2011-09-23 21:26:43 | 73.95 | 97% |
| 778 | 2011-09-06 15:48:13 | 68.60 | 97% |
| 707 | 2011-08-02 21:27:40 | 67.41 | 97% |