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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 688 | 2015-12-18 23:55:54 | 72.86 | 96% |
| 420 | 2014-06-10 10:36:54 | 65.03 | 92% |
| 266 | 2014-05-28 16:40:17 | 70.05 | 96% |
| 251 | 2014-05-27 19:15:43 | 75.70 | 99% |