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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 570 | 2013-04-25 21:03:39 | 96.19 | 99% |
| 439 | 2013-04-24 02:30:36 | 88.88 | 97% |
| 347 | 2013-04-22 20:34:45 | 91.21 | 97% |
| 321 | 2013-04-22 03:33:59 | 85.90 | 97% |
| 130 | 2013-04-12 18:29:16 | 77.79 | 94% |
| 56 | 2013-04-10 04:20:12 | 74.76 | 96% |