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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1584 | 2012-09-06 19:01:45 | 65.99 | 97% |
| 1112 | 2012-01-18 22:33:08 | 60.08 | 95% |
| 1051 | 2012-01-08 18:38:21 | 60.70 | 95% |
| 625 | 2011-12-11 19:21:56 | 61.30 | 96% |
| 328 | 2011-11-15 18:01:18 | 56.63 | 94% |