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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2062 | 2014-11-25 13:11:42 | 59.58 | 88% |
| 1972 | 2014-11-21 16:30:23 | 74.68 | 94% |
| 1180 | 2013-11-04 02:45:31 | 52.03 | 89% |
| 943 | 2013-09-02 05:02:37 | 55.42 | 91% |
| 174 | 2013-07-28 06:03:30 | 47.07 | 89% |