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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1137 | 2014-10-16 15:49:24 | 65.52 | 95% |
| 876 | 2013-05-03 12:12:16 | 55.84 | 91% |
| 597 | 2012-04-10 12:16:51 | 47.73 | 90% |
| 247 | 2012-03-24 19:10:02 | 52.03 | 97% |
| 216 | 2012-03-24 15:29:31 | 47.94 | 95% |
| 42 | 2012-03-22 17:14:14 | 41.29 | 93% |