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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1675 | 2013-05-16 06:48:23 | 137.10 | 98% |
| 1340 | 2011-05-25 18:58:40 | 130.10 | 93% |
| 1164 | 2011-04-12 03:30:48 | 130.47 | |
| 1108 | 2011-04-11 00:09:07 | 140.37 | |
| 437 | 2011-02-25 20:26:04 | 99.38 |