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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1555 | 2017-02-02 16:58:51 | 100.05 | 96% |
| 788 | 2009-09-22 19:05:01 | 112.70 | |
| 727 | 2009-09-22 14:27:45 | 95.49 | |
| 628 | 2009-09-20 18:58:12 | 95.11 | |
| 533 | 2009-07-23 09:46:12 | 98.23 |