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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1358 | 2011-06-24 14:58:12 | 86.48 | 96% |
| 617 | 2011-05-23 16:35:52 | 88.87 | 99% |
| 414 | 2011-05-11 18:51:41 | 77.58 | 95% |
| 168 | 2011-05-03 17:04:51 | 83.32 | 96% |
| 21 | 2011-04-27 20:05:45 | 67.41 |