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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1138 | 2014-06-27 20:03:55 | 55.62 | 89% |
| 1116 | 2014-06-26 10:57:18 | 55.16 | 90% |
| 567 | 2014-05-09 21:05:48 | 39.64 | 82% |
| 543 | 2014-05-08 21:17:57 | 39.92 | 84% |
| 441 | 2014-04-25 13:08:41 | 44.65 | 87% |