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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 461 | 2014-04-14 21:58:05 | 95.25 | 97% |
| 302 | 2014-04-08 01:51:02 | 89.88 | 97% |
| 70 | 2014-01-20 22:32:44 | 86.16 | 98% |