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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 789 | 2014-12-09 16:56:06 | 72.06 | 93% |
| 771 | 2014-12-09 16:35:30 | 74.09 | 94% |
| 304 | 2014-09-26 14:39:19 | 64.29 | 94% |
| 100 | 2014-09-10 19:55:23 | 63.39 | 94% |