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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2027 | 2015-06-21 18:04:16 | 34.01 | 93% |
| 1347 | 2015-03-26 19:05:21 | 30.39 | 92% |
| 1295 | 2015-03-16 18:33:57 | 32.55 | 91% |
| 966 | 2015-01-02 17:09:18 | 32.77 | 94% |
| 800 | 2014-11-21 17:01:30 | 34.26 | 92% |