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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 626 | 2013-11-01 18:41:36 | 92.38 | 95% |
| 515 | 2013-10-31 00:25:59 | 104.91 | 97% |
| 380 | 2013-10-30 19:49:38 | 88.82 | 95% |
| 234 | 2013-10-28 22:27:05 | 93.48 | 97% |
| 121 | 2013-10-28 18:40:38 | 91.83 | 95% |