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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2264 | 2011-08-09 03:05:28 | 56.25 | 94% |
| 2158 | 2011-08-06 04:57:38 | 59.45 | 93% |
| 1438 | 2011-05-23 18:29:38 | 45.69 | 95% |
| 1209 | 2011-05-22 08:20:12 | 46.82 | 92% |
| 1198 | 2011-05-21 15:19:22 | 47.69 | 96% |
| 998 | 2011-05-19 18:15:16 | 45.42 | 93% |
| 303 | 2011-04-19 20:33:07 | 32.84 | |
| 162 | 2011-04-17 12:35:59 | 24.94 |