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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2048 | 2013-11-13 09:19:27 | 81.63 | 97% |
| 1180 | 2013-01-09 13:19:15 | 79.11 | 97% |
| 534 | 2012-12-24 18:08:36 | 70.75 | 95% |
| 485 | 2012-12-24 17:14:51 | 67.25 | 92% |
| 32 | 2011-07-26 18:01:56 | 56.63 | 91% |