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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 537 | 2014-06-19 06:59:45 | 114.48 | 94% |
| 216 | 2014-05-25 09:57:44 | 127.29 | 97% |
| 203 | 2014-05-25 09:44:10 | 127.00 | 97% |
| 152 | 2014-05-18 12:33:20 | 120.92 | 99% |
| 13 | 2014-05-15 09:32:21 | 122.86 | 99% |