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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1399 | 2014-07-28 22:00:50 | 104.66 | 95% |
| 1287 | 2014-05-19 00:41:35 | 103.26 | 97% |
| 842 | 2014-03-30 21:57:10 | 93.01 | 96% |
| 800 | 2014-03-22 17:37:29 | 95.70 | 96% |
| 647 | 2014-03-15 23:48:56 | 88.80 | 93% |
| 465 | 2014-03-08 16:44:19 | 88.13 | 95% |