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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1217 | 2015-05-13 10:00:35 | 54.55 | 95% |
| 982 | 2014-04-04 19:42:59 | 47.07 | 91% |
| 952 | 2014-03-28 17:05:13 | 49.80 | 96% |
| 600 | 2013-12-20 05:31:21 | 42.29 | 91% |