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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4030 | 2012-05-27 15:37:11 | 73.33 | 93% |
| 3872 | 2012-04-27 14:06:13 | 66.88 | 92% |
| 3310 | 2012-04-05 13:18:11 | 65.58 | 92% |
| 2012 | 2012-03-09 08:08:03 | 58.36 | 89% |
| 713 | 2012-01-24 07:55:08 | 67.01 | 94% |
| 700 | 2012-01-23 07:21:45 | 68.20 | 94% |
| 528 | 2012-01-13 17:34:42 | 61.96 | 96% |
| 17 | 2011-12-05 12:17:02 | 54.02 | 89% |