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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2038 | 2015-07-01 22:31:23 | 124.86 | 98% |
| 1159 | 2015-02-16 17:41:30 | 109.30 | 97% |
| 1074 | 2014-10-08 14:46:47 | 109.93 | 96% |