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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2164 | 2015-03-19 21:11:54 | 45.12 | 93% |
| 853 | 2014-01-23 17:08:52 | 40.25 | 93% |
| 331 | 2013-10-02 00:28:37 | 34.07 | 91% |
| 279 | 2013-09-28 18:24:56 | 35.12 | 91% |