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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 371 | 2014-03-29 08:53:17 | 69.25 | 94% |
| 247 | 2014-03-22 10:22:07 | 73.75 | 97% |
| 170 | 2014-03-18 13:57:17 | 61.29 | 94% |
| 71 | 2014-03-16 09:01:02 | 59.81 | 95% |