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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1120 | 2013-01-15 22:24:34 | 84.21 | 95% |
| 482 | 2012-12-05 00:41:09 | 94.56 | 96% |
| 342 | 2012-11-27 00:19:19 | 89.96 | 96% |
| 262 | 2012-11-15 18:56:58 | 78.30 | 92% |