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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3173 | 2011-08-17 18:29:53 | 105.24 | 95% |
| 2484 | 2011-08-09 21:43:01 | 107.70 | 99% |
| 2307 | 2011-08-04 06:26:29 | 107.82 | 99% |
| 2031 | 2011-07-29 06:59:42 | 98.20 | 95% |
| 1101 | 2011-06-02 19:27:01 | 106.39 | 99% |
| 1071 | 2011-06-02 19:00:33 | 95.49 | 98% |
| 783 | 2011-05-25 21:35:37 | 88.90 | 94% |
| 611 | 2011-05-24 22:07:15 | 78.59 | 92% |
| 550 | 2011-05-22 23:09:47 | 82.21 | 94% |
| 311 | 2011-05-21 02:02:31 | 84.12 | 94% |
| 123 | 2011-05-20 03:11:24 | 85.73 | 96% |