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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1488 | 2013-06-23 16:39:18 | 78.66 | 95% |
| 955 | 2013-04-06 19:14:02 | 78.35 | 97% |
| 831 | 2013-03-29 19:36:18 | 75.79 | 97% |
| 821 | 2013-03-29 19:22:51 | 75.68 | 98% |