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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1031 | 2012-06-22 01:52:00 | 93.17 | 94% |
| 985 | 2012-06-15 20:06:13 | 96.93 | 97% |
| 939 | 2012-06-13 20:18:28 | 100.12 | 96% |
| 892 | 2012-06-12 21:13:52 | 95.27 | 95% |
| 845 | 2012-06-12 03:01:17 | 98.73 | 97% |
| 404 | 2009-08-14 00:13:49 | 84.14 |