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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1763 | 2015-09-03 04:16:01 | 106.81 | 97% |
| 1512 | 2014-10-02 20:02:05 | 103.24 | 95% |
| 1126 | 2014-03-25 00:31:37 | 90.77 | 91% |
| 849 | 2014-02-24 18:07:46 | 94.45 | 94% |
| 516 | 2013-08-24 19:41:01 | 100.02 | 95% |