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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1407 | 2011-07-24 07:45:26 | 151.28 | 98% |
| 1368 | 2011-07-24 04:42:09 | 148.78 | 98% |
| 714 | 2011-07-21 22:14:08 | 151.44 | 100% |
| 560 | 2011-07-21 05:10:06 | 152.91 | 98% |
| 149 | 2011-07-20 01:14:25 | 157.08 | 100% |
| 108 | 2011-07-20 00:05:44 | 147.23 | 98% |