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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 841 | 2014-10-27 19:56:20 | 62.35 | 92% |
| 804 | 2014-10-25 17:50:40 | 54.38 | 86% |
| 710 | 2014-10-23 14:47:43 | 63.07 | 92% |
| 374 | 2014-10-01 19:51:51 | 50.09 | 88% |