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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 632 | 2012-02-22 04:52:52 | 34.63 | 95% |
| 554 | 2011-09-18 19:03:41 | 38.59 | 99% |
| 490 | 2011-09-08 03:47:09 | 29.52 | 91% |
| 237 | 2011-06-27 16:48:26 | 33.95 | 94% |
| 139 | 2011-06-14 05:45:27 | 29.41 | 93% |