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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 659 | 2014-03-21 10:29:22 | 122.54 | 98% |
| 554 | 2013-10-24 13:35:13 | 114.31 | 98% |
| 393 | 2013-06-10 09:08:28 | 81.64 | 92% |
| 143 | 2013-06-06 01:47:49 | 61.40 | 90% |
| 29 | 2013-06-02 10:22:31 | 42.17 | 91% |