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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 215 | 2015-10-16 23:45:46 | 109.30 | 90% |
| 174 | 2014-06-09 03:40:43 | 122.28 | 93% |
| 150 | 2013-12-15 06:11:10 | 106.16 | 89% |