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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3045 | 2016-02-23 01:01:58 | 122.80 | 95% |
| 2670 | 2016-02-14 01:52:26 | 125.37 | 97% |
| 2569 | 2016-02-12 19:50:32 | 136.76 | 99% |
| 258 | 2015-12-19 05:54:22 | 92.00 | 93% |