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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1214 | 2014-10-02 18:11:15 | 64.74 | 90% |
| 1153 | 2014-09-16 13:34:19 | 65.94 | 91% |
| 714 | 2014-01-14 16:05:33 | 58.48 | 86% |
| 162 | 2013-09-19 15:50:31 | 56.00 | 93% |