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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1214 | 2012-04-30 19:44:19 | 94.34 | 93% |
| 1136 | 2012-04-29 21:28:45 | 101.94 | 91% |
| 954 | 2012-04-26 20:41:36 | 107.73 | 99% |
| 506 | 2012-04-12 12:44:35 | 87.96 | 93% |
| 110 | 2010-09-03 22:37:06 | 101.20 |