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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1911 | 2014-06-17 09:36:54 | 119.33 | 97% |
| 1834 | 2014-06-12 15:41:47 | 116.99 | 95% |
| 848 | 2014-02-07 12:17:57 | 113.47 | 97% |
| 592 | 2014-01-19 11:24:26 | 121.52 | 98% |
| 35 | 2013-04-26 11:14:14 | 102.30 | 97% |