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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1102 | 2012-01-27 17:35:24 | 114.45 | 89% |
| 1075 | 2012-01-26 13:05:56 | 117.34 | 96% |
| 830 | 2011-06-18 21:39:46 | 109.60 | 97% |
| 619 | 2011-06-15 06:28:15 | 104.68 | 91% |
| 467 | 2011-06-11 14:28:55 | 110.66 | 98% |
| 330 | 2011-06-06 12:34:29 | 104.99 | 93% |