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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2245 | 2014-05-10 18:15:21 | 89.06 | 89% |
| 2057 | 2014-01-08 16:25:53 | 107.60 | 89% |
| 990 | 2013-02-05 15:10:53 | 110.63 | 90% |