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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1425 | 2014-10-10 08:48:35 | 103.17 | 98% |
| 1327 | 2014-02-02 07:15:57 | 96.51 | 96% |
| 1159 | 2013-07-26 17:55:06 | 106.83 | 99% |
| 1067 | 2013-06-21 06:19:42 | 100.88 | 98% |