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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1096 | 2014-11-14 18:35:10 | 75.63 | 98% |
| 932 | 2014-10-23 02:24:10 | 76.35 | 99% |
| 778 | 2014-09-23 00:15:43 | 71.68 | 98% |
| 268 | 2014-07-28 22:06:36 | 50.48 | 97% |