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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2907 | 2011-07-11 08:41:20 | 48.21 | 94% |
| 2844 | 2011-07-10 16:01:45 | 55.55 | 97% |
| 2647 | 2011-07-06 18:15:43 | 55.57 | 95% |
| 2159 | 2011-07-03 14:03:50 | 47.62 | 97% |
| 1690 | 2011-06-28 16:51:51 | 44.51 | 91% |
| 562 | 2011-06-11 08:01:23 | 31.70 | 99% |
| 111 | 2011-05-10 21:24:17 | 31.14 | 97% |