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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 391 | 2015-11-18 17:29:57 | 94.12 | 89% |
| 188 | 2013-06-20 15:42:43 | 95.75 | 89% |
| 168 | 2013-04-12 20:28:38 | 108.64 | 94% |