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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 657 | 2014-12-08 03:34:59 | 87.73 | 96% |
| 393 | 2014-09-10 23:53:44 | 78.40 | 93% |
| 307 | 2014-09-05 19:50:37 | 80.68 | 97% |
| 216 | 2014-09-04 01:26:32 | 77.15 | 95% |