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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1105 | 2015-04-12 05:16:24 | 106.05 | 93% |
| 997 | 2015-03-26 11:50:21 | 105.23 | 94% |
| 742 | 2015-01-08 08:13:37 | 94.70 | 90% |
| 192 | 2014-09-07 09:57:33 | 93.48 | 97% |