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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2718 | 2012-04-22 05:39:20 | 72.20 | 93% |
| 2172 | 2011-12-27 10:52:25 | 68.36 | 94% |
| 1951 | 2011-06-26 11:18:44 | 67.73 | 91% |
| 1308 | 2011-05-28 13:27:23 | 67.95 | 97% |
| 1018 | 2011-05-15 04:08:55 | 58.15 | 93% |