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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2789 | 2012-09-26 18:09:15 | 103.97 | 95% |
| 2423 | 2012-03-20 00:38:27 | 100.25 | 98% |
| 2337 | 2012-02-24 04:33:32 | 103.70 | 97% |
| 2133 | 2012-02-03 04:23:36 | 95.48 | 96% |
| 1775 | 2011-07-20 04:31:52 | 89.74 | 95% |
| 752 | 2010-10-01 18:59:13 | 85.81 |