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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 825 | 2015-07-01 14:18:14 | 89.56 | 99% |
| 749 | 2015-06-26 14:12:01 | 89.54 | 97% |
| 93 | 2014-02-11 11:53:07 | 66.22 | 93% |
| 31 | 2014-02-11 08:59:06 | 62.86 | 92% |