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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 877 | 2015-01-30 13:44:40 | 61.41 | 90% |
| 395 | 2014-04-27 08:25:46 | 56.36 | 93% |
| 172 | 2014-04-04 06:16:18 | 45.27 | 91% |
| 74 | 2014-03-25 12:05:53 | 48.31 | 93% |