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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2729 | 2015-06-26 23:17:37 | 102.64 | 96% |
| 1784 | 2015-03-14 21:53:02 | 104.29 | 96% |
| 1666 | 2015-01-18 18:07:39 | 102.59 | 93% |
| 1222 | 2014-11-26 18:36:00 | 91.45 | 92% |
| 619 | 2014-08-20 14:41:07 | 81.37 | 94% |