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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1483 | 2013-09-30 06:18:16 | 86.95 | 96% |
| 1450 | 2013-09-29 09:29:17 | 81.23 | 95% |
| 1322 | 2013-09-19 23:06:02 | 79.77 | 92% |
| 1065 | 2013-09-17 00:33:50 | 86.58 | 97% |
| 1045 | 2013-09-17 00:14:59 | 84.38 | 97% |