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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1350 | 2013-06-10 11:06:59 | 86.19 | 91% |
| 1172 | 2013-05-28 08:35:23 | 83.78 | 90% |
| 640 | 2013-05-07 18:56:03 | 83.21 | 92% |
| 444 | 2013-04-27 20:09:55 | 70.22 | 86% |
| 217 | 2013-04-25 08:26:00 | 72.45 | 89% |