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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1187 | 2015-02-28 18:40:30 | 75.86 | 95% |
| 1185 | 2015-02-28 17:18:35 | 78.31 | 95% |
| 1038 | 2015-02-01 19:07:52 | 74.20 | 95% |
| 862 | 2014-12-19 20:28:47 | 74.39 | 97% |
| 394 | 2014-09-29 13:28:32 | 49.42 | 97% |