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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1201 | 2014-07-06 09:50:50 | 75.13 | 93% |
| 869 | 2013-07-30 06:47:45 | 61.84 | 87% |
| 271 | 2013-04-22 14:11:23 | 51.83 | 92% |
| 176 | 2013-04-14 16:03:54 | 59.42 | 93% |