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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1782 | 2012-08-22 16:21:31 | 121.16 | 99% |
| 1575 | 2012-08-03 16:44:43 | 100.89 | 91% |
| 968 | 2012-06-22 19:17:29 | 127.39 | 99% |
| 711 | 2012-06-15 16:12:48 | 116.92 | 99% |
| 439 | 2012-06-08 18:00:47 | 116.76 | 98% |
| 407 | 2012-06-08 16:24:22 | 97.60 | 95% |