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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1692 | 2012-10-12 06:19:13 | 140.00 | 98% |
| 1613 | 2012-10-08 02:55:54 | 122.06 | 97% |
| 1607 | 2012-10-07 22:44:12 | 137.45 | 99% |
| 878 | 2012-09-06 00:12:03 | 130.92 | 98% |
| 852 | 2012-09-05 23:46:53 | 122.75 | 97% |
| 738 | 2012-09-04 21:24:44 | 114.41 | 95% |
| 85 | 2012-08-23 17:45:25 | 116.02 | 99% |