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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 529 | 2013-12-28 17:15:35 | 103.02 | 96% |
| 338 | 2013-08-18 08:53:00 | 84.96 | 91% |
| 300 | 2013-08-18 06:34:28 | 92.12 | 92% |
| 270 | 2013-08-17 12:42:00 | 92.14 | 91% |
| 168 | 2012-11-12 17:24:59 | 96.84 | 94% |
| 30 | 2012-10-06 17:08:27 | 77.37 | 86% |