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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2181 | 2016-09-09 01:46:34 | 80.45 | 94% |
| 1132 | 2015-02-20 13:31:02 | 69.04 | 93% |
| 1065 | 2015-01-11 10:32:03 | 59.39 | 89% |
| 744 | 2014-10-12 05:03:53 | 64.36 | 90% |
| 538 | 2014-10-03 23:33:44 | 63.92 | 91% |