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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3969 | 2011-07-07 03:19:30 | 62.48 | 94% |
| 3832 | 2011-07-03 04:43:08 | 63.57 | 95% |
| 3487 | 2011-06-21 21:19:17 | 66.60 | 94% |
| 3402 | 2011-06-21 02:35:01 | 63.81 | 97% |
| 2968 | 2011-06-14 19:33:35 | 59.96 | 91% |
| 2808 | 2011-06-13 06:47:50 | 58.03 | 91% |
| 2774 | 2011-06-13 06:03:10 | 72.06 | 98% |
| 1111 | 2011-05-31 00:29:48 | 72.93 | 96% |
| 1044 | 2011-05-30 02:08:36 | 67.05 | 97% |
| 906 | 2011-05-26 23:23:05 | 63.55 | 96% |
| 602 | 2011-05-25 06:23:16 | 61.19 | 95% |