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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 901 | 2015-06-04 19:35:10 | 107.94 | 95% |
| 642 | 2013-01-02 07:46:31 | 112.27 | 97% |
| 255 | 2012-10-01 21:52:35 | 106.11 | 97% |