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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1094 | 2016-06-30 18:19:00 | 77.07 | 92% |
| 737 | 2011-10-31 18:57:46 | 71.56 | 94% |
| 517 | 2010-04-30 18:04:38 | 69.04 | |
| 484 | 2010-04-28 23:07:27 | 63.77 | |
| 136 | 2009-10-30 06:55:46 | 51.10 | |
| 59 | 2009-05-24 02:30:54 | 58.09 |