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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2225 | 2014-04-17 10:34:52 | 50.07 | 94% |
| 1899 | 2014-03-04 12:06:54 | 51.16 | 94% |
| 1455 | 2014-02-17 07:31:32 | 47.03 | 94% |
| 1181 | 2014-01-30 10:35:04 | 43.47 | 95% |
| 528 | 2014-01-07 11:16:29 | 35.83 | 97% |