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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 838 | 2011-10-27 11:53:10 | 112.35 | 99% |
| 556 | 2011-09-30 15:35:15 | 108.37 | 99% |
| 279 | 2011-09-04 03:13:02 | 108.05 | 97% |
| 262 | 2011-09-03 00:39:16 | 105.62 | 97% |
| 241 | 2011-09-01 09:15:16 | 102.24 | 98% |
| 9 | 2011-08-20 00:02:21 | 111.10 | 99% |
| 4 | 2011-08-19 23:54:52 | 109.22 | 98% |