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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 917 | 2011-12-03 04:12:32 | 78.21 | 96% |
| 290 | 2011-10-11 04:51:05 | 80.36 | 97% |
| 214 | 2011-08-16 04:22:16 | 73.79 | 97% |
| 204 | 2011-08-12 03:00:29 | 75.08 | 97% |
| 141 | 2011-08-05 05:49:44 | 74.24 | 97% |
| 71 | 2011-08-02 21:27:40 | 67.64 | 97% |
| 66 | 2011-08-02 04:36:28 | 58.04 | 92% |
| 49 | 2011-08-02 04:12:47 | 68.99 | 99% |