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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1171 | 2015-04-02 21:57:10 | 49.64 | 96% |
| 717 | 2014-04-29 10:58:06 | 49.96 | 97% |
| 689 | 2014-04-24 14:17:05 | 46.14 | 97% |
| 275 | 2012-11-26 16:42:26 | 38.27 | 95% |
| 142 | 2012-10-06 09:52:39 | 38.85 | 94% |