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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1214 | 2014-02-25 01:35:36 | 70.49 | 97% |
| 1045 | 2013-01-23 04:49:38 | 65.52 | 95% |
| 951 | 2012-10-08 02:22:08 | 65.98 | 95% |
| 772 | 2012-07-01 03:15:58 | 59.01 | 97% |