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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1887 | 2012-06-19 12:31:11 | 53.60 | 86% |
| 1619 | 2012-05-24 11:05:20 | 60.81 | 94% |
| 1194 | 2012-04-30 13:56:32 | 56.94 | 90% |
| 682 | 2012-03-07 06:04:03 | 55.39 | 92% |
| 44 | 2011-11-15 13:47:30 | 23.62 | 89% |