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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3028 | 2011-11-18 14:43:35 | 45.85 | 96% |
| 2894 | 2011-07-26 15:41:50 | 59.33 | 95% |
| 2571 | 2011-06-13 18:42:47 | 54.04 | 95% |
| 1424 | 2011-05-09 00:15:17 | 51.03 | 94% |
| 1055 | 2011-04-27 12:19:52 | 49.91 | |
| 865 | 2011-04-06 22:56:04 | 44.08 |