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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1687 | 2012-06-05 06:07:08 | 123.67 | 98% |
| 560 | 2011-09-24 08:06:28 | 99.04 | 94% |
| 138 | 2011-09-09 04:07:51 | 107.01 | 95% |
| 32 | 2011-09-05 08:52:46 | 110.04 | 96% |
| 25 | 2011-09-05 08:46:00 | 116.03 | 97% |