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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 891 | 2013-09-26 08:40:31 | 83.81 | 95% |
| 870 | 2013-09-26 07:02:22 | 82.60 | 94% |
| 70 | 2013-09-04 12:06:59 | 77.19 | 97% |