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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1106 | 2014-06-29 04:38:16 | 95.92 | 100% |
| 830 | 2012-06-02 02:12:55 | 87.88 | 98% |
| 736 | 2012-06-01 03:25:12 | 84.96 | 97% |