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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1879 | 2015-07-04 12:21:17 | 118.11 | 95% |
| 1233 | 2013-03-09 12:43:27 | 133.63 | 95% |
| 1175 | 2012-10-31 11:20:30 | 126.86 | 97% |
| 938 | 2012-04-08 15:01:05 | 122.08 | 95% |
| 847 | 2012-03-15 12:14:43 | 111.56 | 92% |
| 368 | 2011-03-06 12:06:14 | 127.13 |