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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2035 | 2015-01-02 13:09:08 | 92.54 | 97% |
| 1592 | 2014-06-26 08:36:42 | 90.34 | 95% |
| 956 | 2014-03-21 09:47:23 | 84.23 | 97% |
| 786 | 2014-02-27 09:25:10 | 83.18 | 95% |