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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1938 | 2015-03-03 21:52:58 | 77.44 | 96% |
| 1931 | 2015-03-03 21:20:15 | 74.20 | 96% |
| 1643 | 2013-03-16 08:49:42 | 66.63 | 96% |
| 1076 | 2012-05-29 00:05:34 | 63.82 | 98% |
| 989 | 2012-05-26 15:05:44 | 58.32 | 93% |
| 803 | 2012-05-16 19:09:24 | 57.26 | 95% |