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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1415 | 2011-09-09 19:36:23 | 65.81 | 96% |
| 1163 | 2011-08-29 18:34:53 | 67.69 | 97% |
| 1134 | 2011-08-29 15:48:42 | 64.58 | 93% |
| 1114 | 2011-08-28 23:44:56 | 74.45 | 99% |
| 659 | 2011-08-05 21:01:04 | 58.94 | 92% |
| 480 | 2011-07-18 20:13:26 | 53.93 | 91% |
| 189 | 2011-07-06 21:28:14 | 46.23 | 90% |
| 78 | 2011-07-01 18:53:39 | 45.68 | 93% |