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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1708 | 2011-09-23 01:04:08 | 92.34 | 94% |
| 1617 | 2011-09-12 04:24:53 | 106.18 | 99% |
| 1532 | 2011-06-30 18:35:46 | 97.15 | 98% |
| 873 | 2011-04-22 03:49:30 | 89.82 | |
| 699 | 2011-04-04 21:29:46 | 93.63 | |
| 447 | 2011-03-02 01:53:40 | 79.15 |