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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2026 | 2013-10-24 22:18:44 | 117.76 | 95% |
| 1810 | 2012-10-10 17:04:34 | 111.11 | 95% |
| 1713 | 2012-10-01 21:52:30 | 120.99 | 96% |
| 1638 | 2012-09-23 23:39:55 | 97.06 | 92% |