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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1187 | 2015-01-11 20:47:11 | 83.70 | 95% |
| 907 | 2014-12-24 17:38:46 | 82.89 | 95% |
| 892 | 2014-12-22 13:29:33 | 80.54 | 95% |
| 112 | 2013-08-02 20:13:48 | 89.32 | 99% |