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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 151 | 2014-08-25 00:51:08 | 91.15 | 95% |
| 145 | 2014-08-25 00:43:06 | 82.71 | 94% |
| 63 | 2014-08-19 02:21:36 | 90.52 | 95% |