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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1162 | 2012-07-21 06:45:42 | 70.93 | 87% |
| 1089 | 2012-07-11 08:50:26 | 86.43 | 94% |
| 995 | 2012-07-06 10:25:58 | 59.01 | 79% |
| 617 | 2012-06-21 09:53:16 | 62.95 | 82% |
| 391 | 2012-06-11 13:52:31 | 72.96 | 91% |
| 306 | 2012-06-08 13:53:34 | 63.66 | 83% |