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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4850 | 2015-02-11 19:41:57 | 58.86 | 90% |
| 2484 | 2014-09-18 22:56:07 | 68.67 | 95% |
| 2105 | 2014-09-05 22:54:21 | 54.73 | 91% |
| 1114 | 2014-08-11 22:24:14 | 58.71 | 93% |
| 400 | 2014-07-31 17:09:55 | 44.85 | 86% |
| 358 | 2014-07-31 15:17:00 | 36.33 | 79% |