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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1170 | 2013-12-27 14:09:58 | 114.53 | 97% |
| 829 | 2013-11-14 13:31:27 | 105.38 | 94% |
| 607 | 2013-10-19 15:50:20 | 104.11 | 94% |
| 289 | 2013-10-06 15:14:33 | 98.72 | 95% |