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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1183 | 2016-05-07 16:58:04 | 88.61 | 96% |
| 1130 | 2016-05-01 20:13:30 | 94.76 | 99% |
| 758 | 2016-02-08 19:23:52 | 85.10 | 98% |
| 562 | 2011-08-13 00:35:38 | 65.17 | 94% |
| 100 | 2011-07-12 17:56:15 | 69.73 | 95% |