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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 938 | 2013-03-13 15:43:52 | 125.78 | 97% |
| 656 | 2013-02-04 13:59:00 | 122.00 | 96% |
| 155 | 2013-01-18 14:08:11 | 94.28 | 93% |
| 51 | 2013-01-17 07:35:08 | 110.41 | 97% |