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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 518 | 2015-06-30 15:37:43 | 131.13 | 95% |
| 449 | 2015-04-06 19:57:01 | 104.21 | 90% |
| 328 | 2014-12-23 01:01:46 | 97.69 | 82% |
| 177 | 2013-01-21 16:52:03 | 100.63 | 88% |