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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1933 | 2013-06-04 02:17:09 | 91.22 | 91% |
| 1762 | 2013-04-29 06:44:04 | 100.47 | 92% |
| 1173 | 2013-02-18 06:24:11 | 90.94 | 93% |
| 760 | 2012-12-04 23:50:54 | 84.89 | 91% |
| 569 | 2012-11-28 21:03:18 | 104.18 | 97% |