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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2459 | 2015-06-12 17:59:40 | 98.13 | 95% |
| 1786 | 2014-09-03 19:27:22 | 90.05 | 93% |
| 1756 | 2014-09-02 18:51:54 | 84.24 | 93% |
| 1562 | 2014-06-08 20:13:43 | 81.90 | 91% |
| 837 | 2013-09-08 17:58:03 | 76.69 | 92% |