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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1904 | 2015-04-01 19:15:47 | 74.78 | 94% |
| 1837 | 2015-03-30 19:14:10 | 64.02 | 92% |
| 1260 | 2013-12-31 19:46:29 | 82.70 | 93% |
| 695 | 2013-02-15 17:57:18 | 78.17 | 96% |