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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2930 | 2014-01-07 00:07:13 | 73.85 | 98% |
| 2861 | 2013-12-28 11:58:19 | 67.87 | 94% |
| 2420 | 2013-12-08 22:10:03 | 72.12 | 97% |
| 1129 | 2013-01-28 16:00:00 | 71.03 | 100% |