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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 851 | 2014-11-04 21:02:55 | 61.13 | 96% |
| 753 | 2014-09-15 08:53:46 | 71.39 | 93% |
| 685 | 2014-08-14 08:10:42 | 66.07 | 94% |
| 410 | 2013-08-22 06:11:09 | 56.78 | 93% |
| 225 | 2012-09-25 03:27:46 | 58.22 | 92% |