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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1925 | 2014-03-04 00:47:10 | 99.66 | 98% |
| 1007 | 2013-01-17 20:20:05 | 93.71 | 97% |
| 292 | 2012-11-23 00:17:22 | 64.04 | 95% |