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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1176 | 2012-03-23 12:37:33 | 90.35 | 94% |
| 1161 | 2012-03-22 17:46:15 | 95.33 | 96% |
| 854 | 2012-03-17 14:03:27 | 88.42 | 95% |
| 630 | 2012-03-13 23:06:27 | 98.65 | 99% |
| 459 | 2012-03-11 14:23:36 | 94.57 | 98% |
| 45 | 2012-03-01 21:58:45 | 89.16 | 97% |