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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2104 | 2012-08-22 20:39:38 | 128.59 | 98% |
| 1968 | 2012-08-07 11:08:29 | 114.50 | 95% |
| 1878 | 2012-08-02 16:20:46 | 114.55 | 95% |
| 1866 | 2012-08-02 04:25:59 | 108.77 | 91% |
| 1605 | 2011-08-29 00:11:59 | 110.84 | 94% |
| 1194 | 2011-04-26 08:15:03 | 104.00 | |
| 660 | 2011-01-22 03:42:47 | 112.89 |