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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2123 | 2014-01-08 10:45:31 | 76.89 | 95% |
| 1015 | 2013-10-21 08:12:39 | 78.50 | 97% |
| 914 | 2013-10-16 10:33:54 | 74.61 | 97% |
| 638 | 2013-04-26 11:14:30 | 72.63 | 94% |