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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2039 | 2011-10-30 04:24:20 | 88.38 | 96% |
| 1785 | 2011-10-16 05:31:20 | 87.40 | 95% |
| 1653 | 2011-10-12 17:24:26 | 89.11 | 96% |
| 1381 | 2011-10-06 09:09:27 | 81.75 | 94% |
| 1113 | 2011-09-25 14:04:07 | 83.76 | 97% |
| 1009 | 2011-09-23 01:04:05 | 99.61 | 98% |
| 441 | 2011-09-03 11:32:07 | 83.11 | 93% |