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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1714 | 2014-04-23 05:23:01 | 79.64 | 93% |
| 1246 | 2013-06-24 03:48:22 | 85.52 | 92% |
| 993 | 2013-05-18 07:44:32 | 76.60 | 87% |
| 849 | 2013-04-05 04:53:33 | 91.02 | 96% |