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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1192 | 2012-06-13 12:28:33 | 82.94 | 97% |
| 1096 | 2012-03-16 17:52:37 | 76.55 | 95% |
| 870 | 2012-01-20 05:34:05 | 79.25 | 95% |
| 738 | 2010-11-10 08:42:54 | 75.07 | |
| 395 | 2010-10-04 17:47:22 | 56.97 |