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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1292 | 2015-01-09 00:54:41 | 99.02 | 93% |
| 900 | 2014-08-28 01:54:03 | 92.08 | 91% |
| 640 | 2014-08-20 01:38:09 | 81.44 | 87% |
| 596 | 2014-08-19 23:17:13 | 85.05 | 91% |
| 316 | 2014-03-03 21:32:27 | 68.45 | 82% |
| 257 | 2014-02-14 03:09:38 | 76.56 | 89% |