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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 413 | 2012-03-07 11:31:53 | 101.30 | 96% |
| 368 | 2011-10-15 07:05:21 | 91.89 | 95% |
| 303 | 2011-10-14 10:39:25 | 87.06 | 94% |