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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1054 | 2011-10-11 08:53:44 | 68.68 | 93% |
| 874 | 2011-08-19 12:07:04 | 71.37 | 92% |
| 516 | 2011-07-25 03:49:54 | 62.40 | 91% |
| 513 | 2011-07-25 03:45:37 | 61.56 | 91% |
| 366 | 2011-07-20 09:57:01 | 66.62 | 96% |