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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 777 | 2014-10-05 18:24:02 | 51.24 | 81% |
| 672 | 2014-09-12 19:47:06 | 57.23 | 91% |
| 546 | 2014-08-24 21:10:10 | 58.55 | 90% |
| 494 | 2014-08-15 19:20:30 | 58.26 | 91% |