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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 950 | 2014-10-21 18:36:52 | 89.28 | 94% |
| 795 | 2014-07-21 21:39:17 | 94.23 | 95% |
| 485 | 2011-07-04 17:43:27 | 81.69 | 93% |