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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1911 | 2014-03-01 14:54:57 | 109.50 | 96% |
| 1878 | 2014-02-09 14:37:13 | 98.37 | 95% |
| 1012 | 2012-06-17 15:13:27 | 88.84 | 94% |
| 700 | 2012-06-10 02:48:21 | 94.77 | 96% |
| 437 | 2012-04-04 16:19:54 | 75.72 | 93% |
| 317 | 2012-03-21 00:37:23 | 83.93 | 97% |
| 200 | 2012-03-04 23:50:45 | 69.09 | 95% |