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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 230 | 2014-04-12 19:45:19 | 119.72 | 97% |
| 139 | 2014-04-09 01:45:00 | 119.45 | 96% |
| 12 | 2014-03-29 16:40:12 | 120.96 | 97% |