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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1117 | 2014-09-30 10:25:26 | 64.52 | 97% |
| 832 | 2014-01-19 11:56:35 | 61.18 | 94% |
| 491 | 2013-12-30 04:33:43 | 55.11 | 94% |
| 474 | 2013-12-29 20:34:37 | 51.22 | 93% |
| 341 | 2012-10-30 10:05:20 | 46.43 | 93% |