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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 945 | 2013-04-05 14:42:27 | 74.17 | 95% |
| 615 | 2012-05-09 20:05:52 | 70.29 | 97% |
| 526 | 2012-05-08 20:22:55 | 71.85 | 95% |
| 443 | 2012-05-08 14:47:33 | 77.93 | 99% |
| 404 | 2012-05-07 20:53:39 | 74.65 | 98% |