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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3387 | 2016-01-18 09:31:34 | 78.35 | 94% |
| 2072 | 2014-04-29 09:48:09 | 74.65 | 95% |
| 1709 | 2013-05-13 18:00:53 | 70.38 | 96% |
| 473 | 2011-11-29 04:02:33 | 52.84 | 96% |
| 136 | 2011-11-08 10:18:54 | 45.15 | 94% |