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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1317 | 2015-04-09 01:38:47 | 113.79 | 99% |
| 1074 | 2015-03-11 22:05:01 | 98.63 | 95% |
| 253 | 2012-07-26 19:37:25 | 101.65 | 97% |