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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1961 | 2013-01-29 15:04:21 | 88.04 | 92% |
| 1901 | 2012-11-18 07:16:56 | 69.65 | 89% |
| 1591 | 2012-07-19 16:14:40 | 76.27 | 94% |
| 1166 | 2012-04-12 12:01:52 | 62.20 | 96% |
| 1014 | 2012-04-09 17:03:14 | 56.81 | 95% |
| 720 | 2012-04-05 06:56:06 | 54.54 | 94% |