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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2656 | 2011-09-08 14:22:46 | 59.38 | 90% |
| 2269 | 2011-08-20 03:09:17 | 97.16 | 100% |
| 1584 | 2011-08-06 08:24:12 | 58.35 | 90% |
| 1108 | 2011-07-30 12:31:25 | 63.96 | 95% |
| 919 | 2011-07-25 15:53:52 | 57.71 | 94% |
| 439 | 2011-06-30 03:00:16 | 52.12 | 86% |
| 307 | 2011-03-18 09:37:30 | 28.20 |