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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1306 | 2014-12-12 00:02:34 | 61.33 | 87% |
| 1234 | 2014-12-09 21:56:06 | 66.40 | 90% |
| 929 | 2014-11-25 20:00:03 | 60.04 | 87% |
| 612 | 2014-11-11 19:11:11 | 52.70 | 91% |