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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1149 | 2015-01-09 00:53:59 | 96.13 | 96% |
| 684 | 2011-05-13 21:58:26 | 91.63 | 96% |
| 595 | 2011-05-03 21:02:24 | 103.34 | 97% |