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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2732 | 2012-08-05 09:03:32 | 70.13 | 91% |
| 2367 | 2011-08-20 00:46:54 | 67.32 | 88% |
| 1995 | 2011-08-03 11:36:59 | 78.70 | 93% |
| 1802 | 2011-07-27 04:30:13 | 77.72 | 92% |
| 1529 | 2011-07-17 12:31:33 | 87.81 | 95% |
| 1021 | 2011-06-25 02:32:19 | 69.08 | 94% |
| 523 | 2011-04-09 08:45:16 | 75.28 |