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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2202 | 2012-08-24 06:07:36 | 118.69 | 96% |
| 1957 | 2012-07-21 18:01:37 | 112.11 | 97% |
| 1802 | 2012-06-12 10:21:50 | 131.22 | 99% |
| 1758 | 2012-06-04 11:48:17 | 116.43 | 96% |
| 1321 | 2012-02-14 10:09:11 | 111.05 | 97% |
| 1280 | 2012-02-14 08:32:51 | 126.90 | 98% |
| 818 | 2011-12-26 15:23:50 | 113.39 | 95% |
| 432 | 2011-12-18 11:18:22 | 111.50 | 97% |