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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 470 | 2015-01-27 21:01:38 | 128.64 | 98% |
| 280 | 2012-11-20 20:14:07 | 137.20 | 99% |
| 228 | 2012-11-14 18:54:18 | 119.46 | 97% |