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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 872 | 2016-03-28 15:42:16 | 109.22 | 87% |
| 624 | 2011-11-20 05:52:34 | 119.87 | 88% |
| 471 | 2010-04-30 04:23:48 | 133.62 | |
| 464 | 2010-04-29 04:46:53 | 120.83 | |
| 346 | 2010-03-09 07:15:54 | 105.38 |