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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 849 | 2015-07-12 03:30:28 | 86.12 | 91% |
| 780 | 2013-05-11 09:53:02 | 71.75 | 93% |
| 439 | 2012-04-19 11:07:09 | 53.16 | 90% |
| 414 | 2012-04-17 11:23:42 | 52.97 | 88% |
| 204 | 2012-03-13 05:07:01 | 50.70 | 94% |