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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2147 | 2015-03-26 21:33:55 | 54.77 | 95% |
| 1936 | 2010-11-07 14:31:10 | 54.96 | |
| 1897 | 2010-11-05 17:05:21 | 73.18 | |
| 1883 | 2010-11-05 12:39:59 | 69.80 | |
| 952 | 2010-09-02 20:28:15 | 66.35 | |
| 198 | 2010-08-18 00:28:57 | 57.96 |