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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2630 | 2012-03-31 13:58:53 | 103.08 | 95% |
| 2472 | 2012-03-27 18:20:54 | 99.96 | 92% |
| 1884 | 2012-03-16 13:10:19 | 103.10 | 98% |
| 1321 | 2012-03-08 17:12:11 | 104.04 | 97% |
| 1244 | 2012-03-07 16:36:53 | 90.08 | 86% |
| 491 | 2012-02-29 13:46:54 | 103.72 | 98% |
| 200 | 2012-02-25 17:04:47 | 93.37 | 97% |