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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 839 | 2013-08-24 15:42:17 | 49.82 | 93% |
| 593 | 2013-08-21 20:56:08 | 43.54 | 90% |
| 507 | 2013-08-18 04:43:08 | 37.89 | 89% |
| 313 | 2013-06-29 21:01:30 | 38.75 | 90% |
| 36 | 2013-06-08 16:55:39 | 35.17 | 91% |