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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 729 | 2014-04-30 14:28:16 | 90.12 | 93% |
| 477 | 2014-03-05 20:04:53 | 87.55 | 93% |
| 301 | 2013-11-22 17:45:51 | 77.61 | 92% |