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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2576 | 2012-08-13 15:45:08 | 68.55 | 96% |
| 2255 | 2012-06-24 16:46:34 | 68.75 | 96% |
| 1871 | 2012-04-16 17:14:10 | 64.89 | 95% |
| 1340 | 2012-03-16 17:29:50 | 59.49 | 94% |
| 1276 | 2012-03-14 14:05:19 | 56.18 | 90% |
| 968 | 2012-03-06 13:43:48 | 68.93 | 96% |
| 123 | 2011-12-24 18:24:46 | 54.17 | 91% |