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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1406 | 2014-09-10 15:41:14 | 90.28 | 95% |
| 813 | 2014-08-25 18:41:05 | 81.80 | 97% |
| 720 | 2014-08-22 20:36:12 | 92.79 | 97% |
| 683 | 2014-08-22 18:52:32 | 83.00 | 92% |