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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1406 | 2012-05-25 23:46:21 | 165.65 | 100% |
| 1323 | 2012-05-18 22:49:33 | 159.29 | 99% |
| 711 | 2012-01-19 08:57:02 | 155.12 | 98% |
| 107 | 2011-12-22 04:18:01 | 156.07 | 98% |