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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1461 | 2016-12-19 10:28:46 | 100.55 | 99% |
| 900 | 2016-04-03 09:38:14 | 94.02 | 99% |
| 697 | 2015-09-12 09:36:16 | 86.43 | 97% |
| 441 | 2015-07-11 10:39:56 | 80.72 | 99% |