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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1553 | 2011-06-08 12:01:47 | 64.99 | 86% |
| 839 | 2011-05-19 14:27:06 | 73.52 | 96% |
| 776 | 2011-05-18 11:20:30 | 68.92 | 93% |
| 745 | 2011-05-16 11:01:18 | 65.43 | 91% |
| 391 | 2011-05-06 11:21:35 | 60.28 | 89% |
| 23 | 2011-04-25 11:05:05 | 55.30 |