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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 549 | 2014-12-05 11:37:01 | 90.00 | 98% |
| 545 | 2014-12-05 08:11:50 | 84.48 | 97% |
| 447 | 2014-11-03 12:52:49 | 81.21 | 94% |
| 406 | 2014-10-29 13:53:09 | 83.54 | 96% |
| 53 | 2014-09-26 13:06:52 | 55.30 | 94% |