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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1664 | 2014-07-01 19:39:58 | 118.76 | 99% |
| 1650 | 2014-06-28 15:15:45 | 87.33 | 93% |
| 446 | 2013-06-27 19:28:37 | 103.17 | 94% |
| 157 | 2013-04-15 23:13:17 | 102.84 | 96% |