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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2025 | 2012-04-15 16:23:05 | 88.65 | 94% |
| 1747 | 2011-12-11 18:50:11 | 89.44 | 91% |
| 900 | 2011-10-12 19:38:08 | 79.67 | 93% |
| 536 | 2011-09-04 16:58:24 | 73.11 | 92% |
| 108 | 2010-09-03 08:38:35 | 73.14 |