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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2305 | 2011-11-22 05:52:28 | 113.57 | 97% |
| 2028 | 2011-08-16 19:36:26 | 103.91 | 94% |
| 2004 | 2011-07-26 20:23:06 | 112.40 | 95% |
| 1649 | 2011-06-27 00:33:34 | 127.66 | 98% |
| 1477 | 2011-06-25 22:24:44 | 109.98 | 95% |