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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 565 | 2014-11-07 14:32:20 | 78.89 | 95% |
| 348 | 2014-10-19 15:52:36 | 85.67 | 99% |
| 293 | 2014-10-19 14:03:14 | 73.18 | 96% |
| 164 | 2014-10-04 05:03:07 | 76.17 | 96% |
| 155 | 2014-10-04 04:53:18 | 81.93 | 96% |