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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1403 | 2014-04-24 10:28:29 | 114.02 | 91% |
| 1317 | 2014-04-22 09:42:55 | 106.61 | 92% |
| 1023 | 2014-04-10 10:20:00 | 106.37 | 93% |
| 970 | 2014-04-08 08:21:51 | 103.82 | 93% |