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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 814 | 2015-01-29 00:53:31 | 116.88 | 95% |
| 513 | 2014-07-28 22:46:54 | 116.75 | 96% |
| 418 | 2014-07-23 17:32:02 | 104.88 | 95% |
| 258 | 2014-05-07 05:52:23 | 106.16 | 97% |