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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1800 | 2013-12-28 16:52:29 | 77.87 | 92% |
| 1523 | 2013-12-24 20:54:15 | 75.66 | 94% |
| 401 | 2013-11-10 16:31:50 | 72.31 | 92% |
| 144 | 2013-11-02 19:24:22 | 64.13 | 89% |
| 101 | 2013-11-02 17:17:57 | 65.76 | 89% |