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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 938 | 2011-10-27 15:18:39 | 51.58 | 97% |
| 786 | 2011-09-29 15:51:23 | 47.99 | 96% |
| 770 | 2011-09-28 14:42:29 | 50.42 | 99% |
| 516 | 2011-07-20 15:19:41 | 44.59 | 96% |
| 268 | 2011-06-28 16:11:52 | 47.57 | 99% |