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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1751 | 2012-12-08 05:29:27 | 84.15 | 93% |
| 1657 | 2012-11-27 21:57:42 | 93.46 | 97% |
| 1632 | 2012-11-27 05:34:46 | 73.79 | 95% |
| 910 | 2012-10-31 02:20:57 | 85.45 | 97% |
| 549 | 2012-10-26 18:39:54 | 87.52 | 96% |
| 322 | 2012-10-24 21:09:11 | 82.06 | 99% |