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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1752 | 2014-04-13 18:38:10 | 52.57 | 89% |
| 878 | 2014-03-09 14:10:22 | 47.68 | 90% |
| 824 | 2014-02-27 15:43:56 | 50.80 | 92% |
| 332 | 2014-02-17 13:55:55 | 38.76 | 88% |
| 262 | 2014-02-16 19:05:29 | 39.11 | 89% |