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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3756 | 2012-10-01 21:32:29 | 132.02 | 97% |
| 3222 | 2012-09-10 19:39:57 | 125.98 | 97% |
| 2874 | 2012-07-07 04:28:43 | 104.14 | 95% |
| 2710 | 2012-06-04 11:48:19 | 108.42 | 94% |
| 1676 | 2012-05-08 03:26:10 | 115.21 | 93% |
| 1654 | 2012-05-08 00:41:46 | 119.10 | 97% |
| 1268 | 2012-05-04 05:22:38 | 131.32 | 97% |
| 1073 | 2012-04-28 01:14:35 | 120.49 | 96% |